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ourselves for the
sake of another,
it is waking up each
morning with your hopes
and dreams lying right
next to you.
looking for
validation
in others
is the best
way to feel
unworthy.
i don’t know how
the sun does it.
losing herself to the
darkness every night;
only to rise,
shine,
and light up the
morning sky.
allow
yourself
to fall apart.
then allow
yourself
to come back
together.
- restoration
good things
leave.
yet good things
often stay.
- equilibrium
you have too
much thunder
inside of you
to be anything
but extraordinary.
what do you think love is like?
like slow dancing,
under the stars,
to no music.
she is falling.
she is learning.
understanding.
she is doing
the best she can.
we don’t give up
on the ones we love.
we fight like hell
until there’s nothing
left to give.
this is how we should
love one another.
i just need
someone who
knows how to
hold me back
together when
i fall apart.
love yourself
so fully that the
pain won’t have
any place to live.
it’s in the eyes.
always the eyes.
you will never
destroy the
soft in me.
- resilient
i no longer
cave at the
whisper of
your name.
- recovery
oh, the way
these poems
speak to you.
they were
written just
for you.
i will not thank
you for this
strength.
this force,
this power,
it was all me.
you are a
revolution.
the entire
universe has
been waiting
for you.
running from your
heart will do
you no good.
for one day,
you will wake up to
realize you have
lost everything.
and you will be left
with nothing.
stay around for
the people who
spark your fire.
fight for the love you
know you deserve.
they will not
define you.
they never can,
and never will.
i hope you do not
give them that
type of power.
she wore her
scars as trophies.
tragedy never
looked so beautiful.
even the
strongest
of us breaks
from time
to time.
we’re just
human
at the end
of the day.
sometimes people
don’t come back.
and sometimes
that’s okay.
the day you left,
i did not feel grief.
i felt relief.
- release
i’m
unraveling
you
from
my
skin.
- freedom
this breaking.
this healing.
this loving.
this leaving.
my goodness,
it’s all a bit messy.
i’m finished
fighting for
someone who
is already gone.
take your shoes off.
let your hair down.
relax.
unwind.
you’ve been strong
for too long my dear.
from time to time,
it’s okay to let your
heart out to play.
it’s safe here.
after
everything i’ve
put her through,
my heart still
whispers,
begs:
please do not give up on love.
i am most true
to myself with
a broken heart
and a heavy soul.
- vulnerability
a heart that has
been broken is
one that has
known true love.
- privilege
there are different
types of love.
some loves will rip
you to shreds,