Joy isn't just the sunny days
with ice cream drips and perfect words
Love isn't just the first few seconds
flawless moments and romance books
Life isn't just laughter that bounces off the clouds
the birth of new things or smell of leaves
Joy is the rain falling
sweet relief pouring across your face
moments when your value of everything
every little thing
is the largest thing
Love is the tears of a resolved argument
dripping into a well of shared emotion
the unconditional
"let me wipe your eyes with my sleeve and hold you close when you dislike me most"
Life is the constant cycle
of last and first breaths
of holding onto things so tight
only to realize you are most fulfilled when you let them go
see your scars not as reminders of the bad you went through
but as the strength that allowed you to survive
feel your pain not to wallow in it
with ice cream drips and perfect words
Love isn't just the first few seconds
flawless moments and romance books
Life isn't just laughter that bounces off the clouds
the birth of new things or smell of leaves
Joy is the rain falling
sweet relief pouring across your face
moments when your value of everything
every little thing
is the largest thing
Love is the tears of a resolved argument
dripping into a well of shared emotion
the unconditional
"let me wipe your eyes with my sleeve and hold you close when you dislike me most"
Life is the constant cycle
of last and first breaths
of holding onto things so tight
only to realize you are most fulfilled when you let them go
see your scars not as reminders of the bad you went through
but as the strength that allowed you to survive
feel your pain not to wallow in it
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