Instructions on how to love a girl with anxiety Know that she is fragile, like glass her fragility produces beauty like no other she is fragile like a bubble ready to float away, aiming to burst any second But don't let her know that she is also strong she might cry but she is not weak she might scream but she is not crazy loses her breath but she sure knows what it means to be alive When she loves, it's like magic It is the taste of music the sound of touch rivers flowing she is divine your love is not her cure She is not your patient You are meant to fix her That's what you will think But you will not carpent her She cannot be fixed And she knows that Yet she still loves and lets you love her she deserves love she doesn't know that yet
This poem was inspired by a poem I saw on my timeline titled "how girls with anxiety love". (the poem is still in works)