He is not the tree you two carved your initials into; you do not need him to supply your oxygen
He is not the oasis you’ve been looking for in the middle of that dessert you call your heart; you do not need him to quench your thirst for affection
He is not your mascara-stained pillow case; you do not need him to make it through the tough times
He is not the magic mirror you were always curious about as a little girl; you do not need him to show and tell you how beautiful you are
And sweetie, he is not the sun and you are not the moon
His rays of importance and control should never make you appear as nothing but a shadow
You are the sun
You deserve to be able to stand alone and I promise that when you do, you’ll be able to breathe again
You deserve to feel good about yourself, not degraded
You deserve the kind of love that you give to everyone around you
You deserve all the happiness the universe has to offer because Lord knows you’ve been through enough
You who never gives up needs to realize that by giving up this fight, you are indeed winning the war
You who does so much for someone who does so little needs to see how badly your back is breaking while his is straightening
And you who believes that he is all that you deserve needs to know that the entire galaxy should revolve around you because you… are the sun
