Love for her

I love her and I hope she knows that.

Whenever I think about her, my butterflies flutter like crazy.

She doesn’t know or even understand how much she means to me.

She thinks she's not enough.

She is so special to me.

She’s perfect in my eyes.

I don’t see or judge any of her flaws, because I know how it feels.

I don’t want her to feel broken, beat down, or not loved, because I know what that’s like.

She doesn’t need to hide from me.

She doesn’t need to push me out.

She doesn’t have to fight alone.

I will be there for her.

Even though her smiles are fake now, I hope she can be happy eventually.

I hope her smile will one day be real, even if that means I may not the reason she smiles.

All I want is for her to be happy like she once was...