i think that if you'd let me
i'd treat you like the stars
connecting one to another
to search for
and to ponder at
i'd stare at you for
hours and
reach for you
always
i'd tell you
my secrets and
know they would be safe

i don't understand how you
see yourself
so poorly
because the things about yourself you
seem to hate
are a part of you
and i love you
therefore i love those parts too