Mend me.

by isabelpozo

Be careful when touching a girl with a broken soul, you might get cut along the way.

And how would you mend that soul?

With laughter, joy and beauty.

Not vanity, but beauty.

Silly girl, you don’t need the mending you think of, for you are already perfect.  The perfection you think of does not exist, and you are perfect with your imperfections. Those flashes of sadness are only there to be recognized that they are not who you are.  Dismiss them, stand strong and know that you already perfect for your heart speaks the language of peace.  The mind speaks the language of trouble, thus quiet your mind and mend yourself with love.