This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Oswego chapter.
I believed I was broken
beyond repair, riddled
with cracks that felt
like gaping chasms
in my heart.
But you
were the light that came
pouring through
those same cracks,
showing me the beauty
in my imperfections,
the strength
I grew in the darkness,
and just how blinding
I could become.