Admire you

Beautiful are you,
teeth that are not perfect
yet you have a perfect smile.
When you smile,
your whole mouth shines bright.
Your hair is gorgeous
shaved on one side,
and long-medium messy on the other.
Brown eyes that look sad,
puppy eyes
that melt and sadden me
creating this feeling of wanting
to hold you.
Your gestures and postures 
are of someone who is humble
and lost in the world
not lost in the sense that there's no path
or finish line
lost in the sense that your thoughts
are nothing like the rest of ours.
When you look at someone 
you see the deepest thought in them
you see who they truly are
not who they let you see
and that's why I admire you.
You are not like all the other girls
you don't want to be, nor try to.
You are not feminine, that's a fact.
You stick with your case and
don't mind who is with you
or not with you.
I also see that you are trying to love yourself,
trying to do better this time around
and for that I think I am starting to fall for you.
You are courageous, 
and even though in the past 
you've made mistakes,
hurt others and 
left out the back door,
I know your intentions all along were to not hurt a soul. 
I also know that when you saw 
all the hurt you had caused, 
your heart broke,
and not in two pieces, or three.
It broke completely.
As you walked, gravely
each piece fell
with every step 
leaving you empty
every time you tried to move forward.
I saw all this,
and now see this;
little by little
you are reconstructing your very own heart.
It takes courage to love yourself again,
after hurting so many souls, including your own.
It takes courage to forgive yourself and say:
"I am gluing my heart back together."
I admire you,
admire you,
dear reflection of mine.