You are the pure definition of beauty.
Whether your curves are peeking through that tight red crop top
Or your collarbone is glistening with sweat on a scorching summer afternoon.
Whether you woke up an hour and a half early to create the perfect smoky-eye
And are gluing fake pharmacy lashes as you're putting on your high heels
Or are rushingly putting on sweatpants with sneakers—
You are gorgeous.
Your favorite tee might be from a thrift store
Which you bought the day your hair cooperated more with the wind than your brush.
But that doesn't mean you are not perfect.
You struggle to look in the mirror with confidence sometimes
But the stranger who you passed by on the way to the library yesterday
Thought you were absolutely stunning
Because of the way you smiled receiving a text from an old friend.
You may blend in with the crowd,
Afraid to vocalize your identity
Because you don't need more anxiety from glaring, judgmental people.
But speak up anyway.
They don't care as much as you think they do.
Give it a try because someone you love is always listening—you are listening.
Be your biggest supporter
Because in one way or another—you deserve love,
Primarily from yourself.