I wake up in the morning, flawed, and wonder how anyone could love me

I am nothing without him

I wake up in the morning next to him, flawed, and wonder how could he still love me

I am useless to him

I wake up in the morning still flawed, and there he is

I am everything to him

I wake up in the morning, hopelessley flawed, but he is not the one who wipes the tears away

I am going to love myself 

I wake up in the morning, flawed, but beautiful

I am defined by no one but myself