you feel like home, and everywhere i’ve never been…

you feel like home, and everywhere i’ve never been, all at once

i don’t know why it is, but…
you feel like home,
and everywhere i’ve never been,
all at once.
it doesn’t make sense…
or maybe it does?
maybe love is the safest place you could ever be,
and every new and undiscovered place
you have yet to go,
all at the same time.
yeah…
i think that’s perfectly how it’s
supposed to feel.

– butterflies rising

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my own worth…

i am allowed to have my own worth. to find my value in who i am.

i am allowed to have my own worth.
to find my value in who i am.
not in who i am to a man.
not in who i am to whom i support, or serve,
or take care of, or carry weight for.
not who i am in the context of
anyone else’s story.

just who i am, as i am…
bare, alone, unburdened, beautiful, and worthy.

– butterflies rising

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