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Kiss yourself.

Kiss your shoulder, or your hand, or your knees, it really doesn't matter - just kiss whatever part of yourself you want to. Hug yourself together. Trace your fingers over your own body with a gentle and comforting caress. Smile against your skin. Embrace your own self.

Kiss yourself just like you might kiss a baby - wishing nothing but pure love and happiness and warmth.
You aren't just kissing anyone, you are kissing the only person who is with you literally every second, who you talk to the most, who you go and cry to before you go to your parents, who pulls you up every time without your notice, who is your biggest supporter and worst critic, who never gets tired of listening and embraces even your darkest parts, who patiently waits for you to come back every time after failing to find understanding in those who are strangers to the heart.

Kiss the person you were - for she got you here, kiss the person you are - for she deserves it, and kiss the person you will become - for she needs it.

And ever slowly and infinitely believing every word you say, whisper to yourself,

'I love you.'

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