some people’s very existence inspires you to dream
– butterflies rising
Read More →the exhale… i stood there in front of you…
the exhale…
i stood there
in front of you,
and i thought of everything
that had ever broken me,
i thought of everything
that had ever shattered my heart,
and in that moment when i looked at you,
i thought of how maybe i’ll tell you someday.
but for now, i just exhaled.
because all of it made sense now,
and none of it mattered
anymore.
– butterflies rising
Read More →when i look at you, the way all my senses shift…
when i look at you,
the way all my senses shift,
the way my soul sways…
it’s how i know.
– butterflies rising
Read More →my soul just wants to be closer to yours…
you have imprinted on me, leaving traces of you here…
you have
imprinted on me,
leaving traces of you here,
leaving light in my pathways,
it has shifted my soul,
and this life won’t be the same…
i will not be the same
– butterflies rising
Read More →through lifetimes… until i die… i will look at you and i will feel this way until i die…
through lifetimes…
until i die…
i will look at you and
i will feel this way until i die.
and then when i live again,
i will feel this way, still.
– butterflies rising
Read More →the beautiful things they do…
The Beautiful Things They Do…
if you keep trying to find love
with people who are broken inside
you will spend your energy and the moments
of your life, so lost, searching for understanding
of why they do all of the harmful, destructive
things they do…
but if you can be patient with love,
and save yourself for a love
with someone who is whole within,
then you will get to live your moments
and spend this journey endlessly in awe of the
way they do all of the stunningly
beautiful things they do.
– butterflies rising
Read More →drip myself in wild creativity…
you are worthy of all this…
i want…
to search. and stretch.
and grow. and glow.
and drip myself in
wild creativity,
and burn and breathe at once
in this skin. in these lungs.
wings untethered,
under the moon,
into the sky,
and to dream big and bigger
and biggest,
and to feel free in here…
inside my anxious chest.
to just. feel. free.
and to have the universe
say… yes, you are worthy of all this.
– butterflies rising
Read More →let’s lose ourselves in wild creativity…
lose ourselves in the wild…
meet me where we can lose ourselves in the wild and feel it all… burn and breathe at once in our skin. out of our lungs. pouring the aches from our chests, with our wings wide open.
– butterflies rising
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