It is a defiant thought
A growing rebellion
My deepest,
happiest,
most frightening secret:
I love myself
even when I am love and hate all at once
even when death visits more than life
that which I detest about myself, isn’t unloveable.
it is deeply intertwined with that which I love.
I am flawsome
Loveable
And falling in love with myself.
I love myself.