A love letter to myself - (if I were you)

I (you) am kind 

The kind of kind

That is the result

Of constant churning 

Smoothing my (your) edges

A smooth rock 

Can skip 

Or bruise 

Depending

I (you) am quick 

Quick to laugh

Quick to learn 

Quick learned 

Because slow is infinitely harder

Quick of my (your) nails 

Bleeding 

Quick candle 

Burning 

I (you) am strong 

Forged 

Battle tested 

Fortified 

Stronger for experience 

A blade 

A pen

The edge of my (your) tongue 

Slice like branch edges 

I (you) am whole

Light as feathers 

Or heavy as rocks 

Beautiful

Craters or crevices and all

Coloring in 

Each hole 

Each slash 

My (your) peacock feathers 

I (you) am selfless 

Considering 

Everyone but my (your) self 

Sometimes 

In peril

I (you) 

Flawed 

Fearless 

Fighter