Growth

I see you

I'd like to take this time to acknowledge some of these beautiful women most people sleep on. I see you. Waking up early, putting your face on, running through traffic, clocking in, doing the damn thing even when you don't want to, working through your lunch hours and after hours, running through traffic and getting home just in time to catch up with Netflix. I see you, waking up late because you barely had 3 hours to sleep thanks to the final assignments and exams knocking your doors. I see you, holding back tears and scheduling them for later, not because you really don't want him to see you cry but because your mascara was too expensive. I see you. I see all of you. I see the ones who love their nightmares even when they know they shouldn't. I see the ones who sweat through life and avoids that cheesecake that is practically begging her to eat it. I see the ones who are watering magic for nine months and birthing miracles. I see the ones that cry every day because their insides won't allow them to bare the magical miracle fruits. I see the ones who hand their miracles to those who can't bare the magical miracle fruits. I see those who make sacrifices for their youthful miracle fruits. I see those who've lost their youthful miracle fruits. I see you. I see your tears, I see your fears, I see your smiles, I see your laughter, I see your happily ever after. I feel you girl. I feel your ups and downs, I feel your loss and gain. There is a light that awaits you. There is a happiness that craves you. There is a family that searches for you. I promise, all of this chaos is worth it. -Missroub