there will come a day when someone thinks your smile is the sun itself
they will love all of you
they’ll be gentle.
caressing you like poetry and silhouettes
they’ll read your scars like braille and know that you were brave enough to withstand them.
they’ll lay a kiss to every corner of pain you’ve ever felt.
and they will want to learn every ounce of your soul
they will love you
they will love every bit of you