Can I Love All of You?
Can I just love you?
With all your flaws,
Perceived imperfections and shortcomings?
Can I embrace you
When you let the pain take over,
When your tears seem to never end
When you give up, and in desperation cry?
Is it possible for me to love
The things I don’t care to see,
The blemishes, the spots that
Are less than what I think as beautiful?
It’s so easy to love you when you’re flying
When joy pours off you in rivers,
When you are consciously in the flow.
That’s not always the case,
You stumble, fall
Scrape a knee or two.
You get angry and afraid,
Unmotivated and melancholy
You refuse to see how amazing you are,
But can I love you not in spite of those things
But because they are just another part of you?
I’m not sure how to do that,
How to love all that scares me in you.
I’d be willing to try,
To take that leap
To love you as a whole,
To love you spirit and soul,
But to also love your body and ego,
To love the you that soars as well as
The you that crumbles.
Because all those parts of you,
Those parts are really
I found myself thinking about love last night. How frequently we focus our idea of love on another person, but the person we forget about loving so often is ourselves. I think because we tend to focus on what is wrong with ourselves, at least I do and it can be difficult to love someone with so many flaws. Yet that is my greatest task to learn how to love myself, not just the parts I enjoy but all the parts.
If you could write a message to yourself what would it be?