Imagine being loved where the scars are deepest. I picture having someone be so tender with my wounds that their efforts sews the stitches that heal me. I imagine someone coming through to paved all the potholes and cracks that have formed over the roadmap to my heart. I imagine someone intentionally filling me with warmth so that there’s no chance I would go cold. I imagine someone being considerate of my feelings. Then doing everything in their power to ensure that paint my canvas with happy colours. I imagine this loneliness in my soul starting to move out because the space becomes occupied by a new tenant. Someone who cares. Someone who shows up. Someone who loves me for me. Someone who shows me that I may just be enough. I’m sure we all imagine something like this.

And I’m sure i have to continue to learn to be all those things for myself. I’m all I’ve got at the end of the day … :(;):(