When you see her cry
you get a rag,
a gentle delicate cloth.
Lovingly grasp her hand
and dab its tip;
dry each tear as they come.
And ask each drop
why it'd leave
such beautiful eyes.
If she wishes
to be in the sky,
tell her to go.
Take the sun ransom,
and replace its shining
with her own.
So you can see her every morning
and wish for her
return each night.
When you see her scars
both visible and non-
touch each gently.
And remind her
that each and every hurt
she has survived,
has only made her
that much more unique;
that much stronger.
Show her that she
is a special person
and is worthy of love.
That she deserves the love
she fears to give...
show her so that
one day after you're gone
she can find the strength
to go on without you.
Tell her that while
she might not be a goddess
far above worldly desires,
that she is amazing,
for just being herself
for being that beautiful girl
who thinks herself damaged
when in truth she's just
a different kind of beautiful.
And finally, love her.
Like a boy loves a girl
Till she finally remembers
that that's what she is:
not a scar, not a goddess,
not a star. But a girl.
That deserves to be loved.