Perfectly Imperfect Princess

“You are not weak just because your heart feels so heavy.”

I loved to sleep with the window open. Rainy nights were the best of all: I would open the window and put my head on the pillow and close my eyes and feel the wind on my face and listen to the trees sway and creak.

The night is trapped in me too, and the stars, / so small in its vastness, so weak, and so silent.

I find a gentle but ferocious strength in being vulnerable. Honesty turns shame into light.

The beginning of love is the will to let those we love be perfectly themselves, the resolution not to twist them to fit our own image.

“Everyone has their own unique gift to offer to this world. Just because yours is not the same as you neighbours, does not mean that it’s not one to cherish.”

The sun will rise and we will try again.