One From a Good Day

I wish you could've seen me today. Not because the short hair was starting to suit me, or because I look good with a tan. But because today, I'm trying. I'm trying to let the vastness of the lake remind me how small some things are, and how much space others take up. My toes digging in the sand anchor me to the day, the 24 hours in front of me. Today, I'm excited. And today I wish you were here to see something we both spend so much time thinking we've lost. Hope. I wish you were here to see the best parts of you flow through someone else. To see something other than the ugliness you've come to believe surrounds you. Because you're so much more than you can see.