Contents ( 3)
you weren’t enough.
don’t you remember?
i’ve come to learn
the difficult way,
just because we
desire someone,
doesn’t mean
we’re supposed to
end up with them.
i hope
you’ve found
contentment.
i’m still
searching
for mine.
i’ve lived too fast
fallen too far,
given too much.
yet i’ve ended up
exactly where i
want to be.
the moment you
find yourself,
i hope all you
feel is peace.
the one who
broke you,
will never be
the one
to heal you.
- they cannot do both
we’re searching
for restoration in
broken people.
- two wrongs never
made a right
your soft is important.
never forget this.
and as the birds
danced with
the flowers,
the sun smiled
down at them.
love was in the air.
she could just feel it.
moving on is
a brave thing.
find the courage
to let go,
and finally allow
yourself to fly freely.
perhaps,
i’ll meet you on the other side of all this.
tonight,
the stars have
my lips,
and the moon
has my heart.
we must take what
we can from this earth.
the kind word from a stranger,
a message from a long-lost friend,
hot cups of coffee,
waking up before your morning alarm,
sunshine on a winter day,
someone remembering your favorite color,
unexpected flowers,
spontaneous kisses,
coming home after a long trip away,
childhood friends,
printed photographs,
a hand-written letter in the mail,
driving with no set destination,
spending all day in bed watching old movies,
cookies & cream ice cream,
finding someone who makes
your heart beat a little faster,
a good book you cannot put down.
at the end of the day,
these are the only
things that matter.
they are what get us
through the day,
and help get us
through this life.
oh,
the little things.
break open.
let the negativity flow out.
pour out.
grieve.
pull yourself
back together,
and breathe.
listen here:
you are not
broken,
inadequate,
or helpless.
you are
whole,
important,
and healing.
- affirmation
we may not
be perfect.
but we are so,
so enough.
- reassurance
i have cut myself
off from everything
holding me down.
i feel more myself
than ever before.
finally,
i can breathe.
i am free.
sometimes
opening up to the
feelings is
tough.
i am s.o.f.t. again.