you are important beyond your thoughts, you have come so far in such a small amount of time, your efforts are not ignored. three hundred and sixty-five days have passed twenty times, and you are still breathing. i have loved you for three hundred and sixty-five days times, the days you have suffered, the moments you failed, the hours in which you felt alone; you were locked in but you wanted someone to pry the door down to let your demons out. i have not stopped loving you and i may have stopped showing it but that showed your determination. you pushed on in your personal dark hours just to make it to the light. the glow of hope that now radiates onto your skin, you are living proof that strength lies within. love brought it out, but your courage kept it constant.