Thank You

Some days I am a fool.
I am angry.
I am sad.
I am not nearly as smart as I’d like to be.
I am weak.

All days I am thankful.
I am in love.
I feel small.

Thank you, I love you.
I’ll be better.
I’ll work to be the best possible version of myself.

The version that you made me capable of being, the version that will make you beam and swell with that love that only you can feel for me.

Some days I am wicked.
I am selfish.
I am loud.
I am arrogant.
I am terrible.

All days I want to be better.
I want to be proud of the man I am.
I want to improve.
I want to be strong.
I want to be noble.

Thank you, I love you.
I will myself to be better.
I will take this opportunity to grow.

Thank you, I love you.
I am lucky to have you.
I am lucky to know you.
I am lucky to feel you.

My anger, my sadness, my weakness are gifts.  I accept these gifts that show me the right path, that guide me to a loving state, that bring me to you because I do not want these things and near you these things do not exist.

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