
to be steady in the soul,
and free in the spirit
– butterflies rising
Read More →i want to remember the depth and the feel of the stars that i come from, and always hold an unshakable knowing of the voice in my soul so close… but be wild-winged, chasing my wild curiosity, running wild-spirited on starlit nights under wide-open skies, growing and discovering and feeling it all… i want to know what it’s like to be steady in the soul and free in the spirit.
– butterflies rising
Read More →i used to
think it was beautiful
the way i offered you all of my softness
and filled the air with tenderness
in the wake of your violence…
but now i know that i deserve to breathe
in tenderness too.
– butterflies rising
Read More →but if it’s love…
when it asks you to come along,
it will not ask you to leave
yourself behind
– butterflies rising
Read More →now that i know you exist…
how do i not love you.
how do i not follow this gravity towards you.
now that i feel this, how could i ever not. feel. this.
i don’t know how i could ever be here in this life
and not. love you. i just have no choice.
but then… you made a choice.
and now i have no choice.
and i don’t know how…
how will i be here in this world
with you somewhere else in this world.
how. will i learn to pull myself out of this gravity
and not feel this anymore now that i have felt. this.
how…
now that i know you exist…
how do i not love you.
– butterflies rising
Read More →i haven’t felt
what i’m meant to feel,
i have not loved
who i’m meant to love,
i haven’t yet been
who i’m meant to be…
not yet.
– butterflies rising
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