You.

My dear,
Do you not understand,
Your value is inherent;
There is nothing can define your worth,
In your heart it is apparent.

The way you smile,
The way you laugh,
The way you view the world around you
Each little thing that makes you “you”
Makes me so glad I’ve found you.

I care for you,
Just as you are,
And I will always stand beside you.
But darling,
You must learn to love yourself
And know your value is inside you.

For the fuel burns and the world turns
Whether it does so with or without you,
And yes, there are people and things
That do not care about you.

What matters most
Is that you know
You matter and you are worth knowing.
Not for the work you do,
But because you’re you,
Still learning and still growing.

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20 thoughts on “You.

  1. I know this poem was not meant for me, but it felt so intimate and beautiful, and I read it as though a beloved friend might be saying it. What a gift. Thank you for posting this. Every heart needs to hear this and believe it. β™₯.

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    1. You are correct that this poem was written with a specific person in mind, but it was very much so written for you as well. It was written to whoever needs to hear it… I believe that each idea in this poem applies. You matter, and are of value, just who you are and for that exact reason. πŸ™‚

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    1. Thank you very much, Ana. It is so easily overlooked or forgotten, as we naturally seek validation and purpose from others, or even from things and ideas. All along, though, we are the ones who must love ourselves and know our worth.

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