Your pain, your hurt, your hunger, it all happens for a reason.
A cut leaves a scar for a reason.
It will remind you of your hurt.
It will remind you of your pain.
But, most of all, it will remind you of your past.
Your success, your failure
Your good, your bad
Your strong, your weak
Your everything.
Your everything that makes you, you.
Individuality makes you special.
Your scars are what make you unique.
Your longing will remind you what you have.
That which doesnt kill you makes you stronger...
Your wise will be wiser.
Your strong will be stronger.
Everything happens for a reason.
Fate is always a factor.
I wrote this piece last year.
I had just been with you.
I went right back to class and started writing after I spoke to you. You are what inspired me. Your kind loving words, your healing touch, you are my inspiration.
I told you helped me :-)
I know you didnt believe it for awhile. I think you believed it when the cuts grew smaller.
I hope you know you are the reason I am alive. You are the reason I can face him without breaking. You are the source of every drop of goodness within me.
