you are worthy of love I promise you — you are wortby of love. You are worthy of love when you're happy, and when joy feels out of reach. When you're strong, and when you're barely holding yourself together between breaths. When you feel whole, and when you feel like you're falling apart in ways no one else can see. You are worthy of love through all of it — the triumphs, the storms, the ambiguities, and everything in-between. When you replay your mistakes over and over again, and when you somehow feel too much and not enough at the same time; when you fail to recognise yourself, and when your thoughts aren't as kind as they used to be. You are worthy of love when you're tired, when you're healing, when you're struggling to find the right words, and when you're still learning to understand your heart. You are worthy of love when you succumb to your vulnerabilities, when you cry without knowing why, and when you stare into nothingness wondering if you're easy to love. You are worthy of love every single day. Even on the days you don't believe you are. Especially on the days you don't believe you are.