What made her beautiful?

Was it the way she looked at you?

Like she knew all your secrets

And loved you anyway

Was it the way she danced?

Like no one was watching

Because she knew her soul spoke to her

And her body listened

Was it the tender way she held space?

Because she knew

Every voice mattered

And is worth hearing

But what made her the most beautiful

Is she didn't shy away 

From her own pain

She felt its depths

No matter who understood

And who didn't

She let out her rage

Her sadness

her grief

And her heartbreak

Because she knew

She couldn't go back to a life

Where she didn't feel

So she befriended her wild

Sent it love

So that she could show up

As unconditional