An open letter to the girls who has been fighting herself for too long.!

Listen to me carefully darling,
I know that you spread your heart bare naked on front of him and he walked all over it leaving inked imprints.but both you and I know that weaving a person into words isn't easy.walking over them is.! Tell me who's powerful now, you or him? Writer or muse?
He exists, cause your pen exists, it's not the other way round.
-you have to fight psychic battles for him and I know you won them all. And you "almost" thought you won him too. Didn't you?
He didn't want you to win and I understand, why you lost. But wait, that is where"he lost you too".
-He was breathtakingly beautiful and I do not disagree. But take a look in the mirror,honey. Your eyes hold galaxies that he is afraid of. You spill stardust as you walk.
He "only" glistened cause you grazed him with your wand.
-There is nothing called irreparably broken.
Everything is fixable. Mind that everything. That includes you, me and the drunk girl with smudged mascara, you bumped into in the ladies room last night.
We just need the right kind of glue, that's it.!
People will tell you that you can not make homes out of humans. Do not believe them.
Do not forget we carved the most beautiful igloos out of frostbitten hearts.
-This world is a wonderful filled with magic and miracles. Fairytales are "not" safely sewn fiction.
Happy endings do exist, you will get yours too. Just believe yourself and stop listening what they say and start listening what your Soul wants to say.
Yours truly,
The girl who understands you.!