accepting/loving

people aren’t gold and i know gold isn’t perfect either but people aren’t shiny like that neither are they pure but thats what makes them people, just like gold isnt as hard as diamond it can easily be molded but thats what makes diamonds diamonds. just like pearls aren’t as easy to find as diamonds but that what makes them pearls. what i mean to say here is that maybe the point of life is to just accept things as they are. to accept people as they are, a mixture of all good and also not good combined, of happiness pain sorrow grief love patience hope but good that is worth holding on to. on days i struggle with seeing the good in people, i often think of you and your undying patience and kindness towards those you love and, perhaps its witnessing that or its being on the receiving end of it that restores all my hope in people. and perhaps thats what each of us needs in life no matter how bad someone hurts them or how hopeless they feel, just one person, your very own human version of perfectly imperfect gold diamond or even pearl, to bring it back, to restore your hope in humanity all over again.

i’d like to think, that person can also be you.

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(my knowledge on metals might not be perfect but thats not the point)