A Relationship With Words

My relationship with words are complicated. Words are my friend.

Reliable.

Words are my love.

Faithful.

Words have been good to me when I have not been good to words.

Words never leave me, yet I leave words far too frequently. And yet here I am, holding onto words.

 I can trust that words will always be there, even when I struggle to communicate them.

Each day, I am striving to be better than the next, but I also need to include my words.

Words matter.

But I need to see that my words matter. My words matter. There more I say it , the more it will sink in.

My words matter.