She fears the moon, for it reveals the truth.
She’s a true chameleon.
Devious and clever.
She’s somewhat of an actress.
She’ll tell you what you want to hear.
She’ll carry herself in a way you’d desire.
She’ll portray substance when needed.
She’ll fool you into believing she’s worth it.
She is as fake as it comes.
I can ruthlessly describe how flawed she is. But it’s not the flaws that bother me. It’s her lack of real-ness.
Who are you when no one is looking?
You change colors with every relationship. You become the shadow. Lost in love or just lost because you honestly just don’t know who you are?
You mold yourself into the life of others. Never standing strong on your own. Always striving to be ideal in the eyes of the other.
It frustrates me. Why? Because I know you could be so much more. If only you’d just fall in love with YOU.
Why you struggle with it, I don’t know. Why you chase love outside of yourself I can’t reason. I really just don’t know.
Although I find it fascinating how you play all these roles so well.
I…as real as it comes, could never conform.
With the ever-changing connections in my life, I remain true to the core of me.
I am who I am. No need to pretend. No need to repaint my face at every party. What you see is what you get.
I don’t fear the moon. I’m in love with the moon.
In love with my reflection.
It’s not superficial. Vanity doesn’t fit me well. It’s purity.
I’m in love with me because I know who I am. I am sure of who I am.
It wasn’t always that way….so I know we can all get there. YOU can get there. If only you would stop looking for security in someone else. If only you would allow yourself to be lonely. To let yourself fall. To cry until you can no longer cry anymore. Not because you find comfort in another, but you’ve discovered that everything truly does happen for a reason.
Hit the floor, lay there awhile. Hear yourself think. Let yourself feel. Let the rawness sting. As you slowly lift your head, pull yourself up with ease. Feel the itch of the open wounds start to heal. Tend to them. Sooth them. Kiss them. Watch them fade. And once you’re standing, alone…a little damaged and slightly scarred still, look around. You’re alone. Do you see the beauty in that?
You smile. Because you made it. You’re really OK.
Somehow life stopped being a constant effort of wanting to be worth it to actually being worth it.
Not for sake of another, but for you.
Who’d thought, that all we really need to find true happiness is by loving ourselves first?
What a crazy thing right???
Strength comes from within. Being true to yourself has to practiced. We cannot look to others for constant reassurance that we’re worth it.
You shouldn’t fill your void. You should heal it so it never returns.
It really is that time alone when we truly discover the complexity of who we are. Of who we were, who we don’t want to be and who we desire to become.
Please know, it’s not envy or anger that I feel. It’s not pain or bitterness. It’s just my nature to speak the truth. I wholeheartedly want you to become the person I know you can be.
Not someone you think you should be. Not someone others want you to be.
You weren’t meant to walk in the shadow of someone else.
I don’t want you to fear the moon. I want you to face the moon. The truth will set you free. The sooner you accept it, the sooner that day will come when you are in love with its reflection of you.
Then finally, you can walk your own path.
Anyone who enters your life will only compliment you as you compliment them.
Foundations will be built to last. And happiness isn’t just temporary, it’s forever because it lives within YOU.