It's Been 3 Days

It's been 3 days. She told me I wasn't worth it to her.

On the third day, I rise.

This is the third day since I was told, not for the first time, that I'm not attractive, not smart, not enough to be loved.

But on the third day I rise.

I rise to real life.

I may not wear a ten carat smile or drive the car that all the girls want to be seen in the passenger seat of.

I may spend my days writing about things I don't understand rather than getting yoked.

But Aidan James Coral is a believer.

He believes in love even though he's never been loved by any girl before

He believes in God even though he's never spoken to God face-to-face

He believes in the power of words even though he may not be eloquent

In the power of sound that she never understood

In the power of knowing what you want and who you are

In the power of two hearts beating at the same time

And most of all, most importantly, Aidan James Coral believes in himself.

This is what I rise to on the third day.

This is triumph over death.