I want to believe in her

I want to believe in my body
I want to believe we can do this,
that we were meant to do this.

I know she’s strong
I know she would do amazing
come through on the other side
successful.
I know she’s capable of anything.

I know her
and I want to believe in her
but with every month that passes
it feels harder and harder to believe.

Maybe,
I don’t know my body that well after all.