ShePosted: March 3, 2013
I am not a genius. I am me.
I am not a Soldier. I am me.
I am not a professional. I am me.
I am not a good person. I am me.
I am not witty or funny. I am me.
I am not friendly or kind. I am me.
I am not the son of a writer. I am me.
I am not the successful student. I am me.
I am not the baby of a proud mother. I am me.
I am not the employee of a great company. I am me.
I am me. 5 letters and 2 spaces sum up my entire existence. 7 characters define me. They are simple to read, but nearly impossible to understand. Few desire to understand. One tries and succeeds.
Because she chooses to love me, she is the only one that I completely open up to. It is not because I choose to open up; it is because I cannot remain closed around her. She has seen the worst of me, yet she chooses me. When the world has seen a glimpse of the best of me, and has thought I was more than I am, she knows what I truly have to offer and has anticipated who I will be. She understands that I am taking a long time to get there, knows that I’m scared, and yet she chooses me.
She is patient. She is kind. She is self-sacrificing. She gives so much to the world and still has enough left to make me feel like she’s giving me 100%. During the times I have needed her most though, she has given me everything she had to give.
She is love, and I don’t deserve her. Regardless of where I end up and who looks up to me, she is the one who saw me at my lowest and chose not to let it skew her view of me. She chose to see me. I owe my life to her. I’m not sure I can love her as much as she loves me.
When I become a father, because of her I will still be me.
When I become a success, because of her I will still be me.
When I have enough to give, because of her I will still be me.
When I have more than enough, because of her I will still be me.
When I leave a legacy worth seeing, because of her I will still be me.
I am me because she is she.