To the girl

Who helped me love myself

When all I saw was

Failure.

When I looked at her, at first

All I saw was

Everything I wanted to be:

Her straight, shiny hair,

Petite frame,

Beautiful clothes.

Then I looked closer-

The way her face lit up in a

Smile, her shy gaze that

Barely held contact before she'd

Break away, her gentle and sweet demeanor.

This is to the girl who

Showed me that there's more to love to someone

Than a body, than skin and bone.

We are more than

Skinny vs. fat,

Fit vs. weak,

We are intricate

Twists and turns that take

More than just a

Passing glance to

Truly understand.