When My Daughter Asks If Anyone Will Ever Love Her

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I will tell her, history is filled with ruins,

the history of love most all, and you may encounter several of them

along the way. But most of those ruins were caused by wars,

and your heart is so open and ready, so wanting,

that even a sniper would never dare to shoot it down.

I will tell her, you are skin filled with questions and bones

scored by bitten-back words, and yes, someone

will want to hear all of them one day,

no matter how long it takes to empty you

of the desire to apologize as soon as you open your mouth.

When my daughter asks if anyone will ever love her,

I will tell her, whether or not you know it yet,

someone you’ve never met before is hoping

to become someone you have met before, and will continue to meet

for the rest of your life.

Will tell her, the alphabet was created for communication

but you will know when someone loves you

by the way they forget every single letter

just by looking at the back of your neck.

Will tell her, you are beautiful in each time zone-

and one day, you will find someone

who will tell you so in every single one.

And finally, to my daughter I will say:

but all of this is unimportant

unless you love yourself.