I almost forgot to love myself.
I don't know how it happened,
one day I was looking in the mirror and I didn't like what I saw
I criticized myself - my face, my body, my smile, my eyes, my thighs
I was even critical of the woman within.
For a moment - a long moment, much too long -
I put my love for myself on hold
and forgot that it was there.
I lost my joy.
It wasn't gone, just misplaced.
I didn't know where to find it.
Then I saw a woman who looked like me
or who I could be
if I were fully myself
as she was fully herself.
I saw her love for herself on her face
and it was like looking into a mirror.
I saw the memory of my love for myself
in her love for herself
and I remembered.
I almost forgot to love myself
and then I remembered
my first love, my true love.
I love you.