Foreign

“Do you know how gorgeous you are?”
I told you that you’re sweet
What I meant was that I am still so far
Yet closer to that knowledge than I was yesterday
Or a week ago
Or six months ago
I don’t want to stop the progress I’ve made here
And I thank you for believing in me like you do
For complimenting me in a way so sincere and true

It’s not like me
To fall for someone who cares
A personal Jesus
Who wants to hear my prayers
And it’s not like me
To feel so complete

Happiness is a foreigner
Getting turned around in my mind
In need of directions
Wanting to ask for the time
Happiness hasn’t learned the language or customs
Of its newfound atmosphere
But it gets easier every day
And it’s because you are here

-Kortney Marie

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