Valentine's Day isn't about candlelit dinners with significant others. it's about loving yourself as much as you possibly can. it's about channeling love towards the parts of yourself that are broken or repulsive to you. it's about submerging yourself in warm bubble baths, rubbing moisturizing forgiveness into your skin, and whispering sweet nothings to your psyche–"you're enough. you're loved. you're unstoppable." ♡ take this day as an opportunity to indulge in sleep, hydration, cathartic activities, self-love, and self-care. after all...
you are the love of your own life.
you are your soulmate.
your body is your ride-or-die
lover,
the one being
that's guaranteed
to accompany you
until the day you die.
it's the thing that
carries you,
protects you,
ungrudgingly supports you
even when you pummel it
with slurs
and other forms of maltreatment.
your body loves you unconditionally.
take time to love it back!
YOU ARE READING
Bloom
Poetrytales of a resurrected phoenix & hymns to Mother Nature ❁ ❝her lips are tectonic plates--when they clash, oppressive edifices crumble❞ ❁ [ #19 in poetry ] [ TW: sexual assault, depression, abuse ]
