A life
looking for
happiness
in the lives of others:
a million pieces
broken
and reshaped
into something unsuitable;
into something
that saw
solace
in quiet surrender.
Into something naive enough
to believe that
only I could shape my own
happiness.
While wanting for nothing,
you showed me that
I can just be
me.
It's
true:
the shape of happiness is
you.
I found somebody who helped me recognise my self-worth. When she says that she loves me and that I am enough, I believe it, which is something with which I have always struggled. For me, this isn't about needing someone to be happy or to show you what happiness is but rather a message that happiness has many shapes and it is possible to find one that suits you.