JESSICA DUFFY

Take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic

He is not the sun. You are.

You think you’ve seen her naked because she took her clothes off? Tell me about her dreams. Tell me what breaks her heart. What is she passionate about, and what makes her cry? Tell me about her childhood. Better yet, tell me one story about her that you’re not in.   You’ve seen her skin, and you’ve touched her body. But you still know as much about her as a book you once found, but never got around to opening.

When we first met, I knew you were beautiful, that was never a question. But now I that I really know you, the word beautiful doesn’t begin to describe you. You are so far beyond that and I wish there were words to describe it. There is a whole new side of beauty that I have discovered, like when you are passionate about something, your eyes beam. And when you think you are being funny, your smile glows. And when you are upset, your heart pours. And when you talk, your mind radiates. I think a beauty like yours is rare and should be held onto like a treasure.

When it’s over, leave. Don’t continue watering a dead flower.

Every time you smile at someone, it is an action of Love, a Gift to that person, a Beautiful thing.

If you empty yourself of yesterday’s sorrows, you will have much more room for today’s joy.

Happiness is the only thing we can give without having