You've cut off your hands; convinced that you're not what you consider beautiful and it saddens me. But I'll plant a seed of love everyday just so you can walk through a garden of all the love I feel when it comes to you, and what you should feel about yourself. I'll do this just so you can see the beauty that I see. And with every grown seed; the flower that you touch, that's you. You're the beauty. All the bright colours  and scents within these petals and buds. That's what I've been telling you, love. You make the world better.

-m.b