“I hate you like the moonlight,” he said. Oh darling, if you could hate something as beautiful as the moonlight, then how can you love a person with flaws? You can’t.
I have made peace with the mystery under my skin, the stardust in my bones, the light in my thoughts, the fossils and galaxies, my flaws and vulnerabilities. I will remake myself everyday until I feel each cell awaken, until I am better and unbroken.