Pain, Relationships, Self love

My Mini Love

My mini love

My love is a mini me

A reincarnation of myself

A misrepresentation of my feelings

The same feelings that I shake off every morning when I get out of bed

A disbelief in myself

In my ability to love myself

In my ability to love others

I am capable; I tell myself

—-

My mini me

I love her innocence

I marvel at her weightlessness

Her guilt

is only a feather on her shoulder

Her pain

is as light as the balls of her feet

She is almost flying

—-

She is not afraid

She is beautiful

—-

Teach me to fly, mini me

Teach me to be like a feather

Precious. Beautiful. Perfect

—-

My mini love

—-

Soon. One day. I shall meet her

And another day… I shall be her

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