There are many things that people want in this world. To be successful, to be rich, but the most common is probably to be happy. This is definitely what I want with my life.
I've always wanted someone to send me flowers, but flowers die I suppose. But the thought of such a gesture is a good one, right? I've also wanted someone to write me a love letter. I used to get upset about the fact that I would probably never get one, but then I realized that in order to receive, one needs to give. So here is my love letter to you, whomever you are.
Dearest,
I write you this letter with a smile on my face. I think about how truly amazing you are. No matter how cliche it sounds, I think about your smile. I hope you smile often. Did you know that just by attempting to smile you automatically make yourself happier? So smile. You have a beautiful smile. Your teeth are placed just where they need to be. I know you think they're crooked, and dull..but they're perfect.
Speaking of perfect, your hands. I love your hands. Every mark, scuff and scar looks like it was placed on them by God Almighty. They're rough, dry and callused but that's because you work so hard. You work day and night for reasons maybe you only know. I hope those are good reasons.
You are so brilliant. You say you aren't very smart, or you don't know much, but you do. You have taught me so much about this world without even knowing it. Not having a degree doesn't make you stupid, and believe me, having a degree doesn't make you smart. You know far more than you think you do, and I hope you share that knowledge with those around you.
I love you. I know you might not love me, and that's fine, but I love you. If you don't love me, love someone, love something. I believe that not everyone on this earth has a soul mate, but I also believe that people can fall in love with things, not just beings. A person could fall in love with the way she or he feels after dancing, or running. Not necessarily a person right in front of their face.
If you do love someone, or something..love them like nothing else even matters. By that I mean, love it like you won't ever get to experience what you love again. Every time your experience that thing or person you love, tell them you love them. Remind yourself that you love it. Don't forget that you live for something in this world.
Do things alone. Go to a movie, listen to music, write something down, read a book. Develop opinions on your own. Those are yours and no one can take them from you. Remember to take a step back and breath, take yourself out of situations before they get too sticky to handle. There is no shame in looking out for yourself.
Part of loving someone, is the the full knowledge that you won't always have them. Couples break up every day, ever hour, every second of the day. You might, and probably will break up with or divorce someone that you love at someone that you love within your life time. If you marry someone for life they will die, you will die. You won't always have that person, and that person won't always have you. That's why you have to discover things on your own sometimes, even if it hurts. You have to prepare for your ship to sink, even though you work your hardest to keep it afloat.
Make a good best friend. Someone who is aware enough to not always laugh with you, but laugh at you. Someone who will keep you in check if you're being to egotistical or depriving yourself from worth. This friend will be your shoulder to cry on, and you in turn will be their's. They will get you through the thickest and the thinnest.
It pains me to think about the fact that you don't love yourself as you should. You don't understand how truly good you are. You don't realize how truly great, you are. Don't ever forget that you are smart, kind, patient, joyful, ridiculous, beautiful, but most importantly you.
YOU were placed on this earth to love others and for others to love. Make it easier on everyone by first loving what is you.
For you are the most important thing of your existence.
Remember that I love you,
Rachael
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