whenever you see a beautiful woman

flamingoon:

do not compare yourself to her

she is beautiful

you are beautiful 

you both are two different kinds of beautiful

you can’t compare the sun to the moon

and you shouldn’t

so when you see that woman

you say “god bless her” and “god bless me”

and keep it moving, love.

Do you think the dictionary ever says to itself
I’ve got these words that mean completely
different things inside myself
and it’s tearing me apart?

Dean Young, from “Selected Recent and New Errors,” in Fall Higher (Copper Canyon Press, 2012)