My reflection is finally becoming recognizable
The fog
Dissipating.
A healthier version of me
Looking me in the eyes.
My eyes;
Hazel with happiness.
My lips,
Forming the scientifically proven perfect smile
At a 13 degree angle.
An angle,
I'm not all familiar with.
I don't need a protractor
To measure success.
The clouds in the sky
Smile back at me,
As the sun kisses my face.
Is this what happiness feels like?
I ask the butterfly who has peacefully landed on my nose.
School couldn't teach me
How to unlearn my toxic patterns;
Muscle memory.
When I say
I have a new outlook,
No,
I'm not talking about email.
Colour is back in my world
Nature is beautiful again.
Every day is beautiful
If you want it to be.
I finally love me,
And my reflection
In the mirror