love
but if it’s love,
when it asks you to come along,
it will not ask you to leave yourself behind…
love won’t ask you to be less. of. yourself.
it will invite you to become more and more of you,
to step into all of you.
– butterflies rising
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your heart
is being prepared
for the heart
that is being prepared
for your heart
patience.
– butterflies rising
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when you can
trust that every word
a person says to you is true
you can feel it in your bones,
how it’s safe to just believe in them.
and there’s nothing in the world
like that feeling…
good intentions are like magic.
– butterflies rising
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when you can feel it in your bones; how it’s safe to just believe in them… there’s nothing in the world like that feeling… good intentions are like magic.
– butterflies rising
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a heavy relationship
isn’t the same as a deep love…
a deep love won’t weigh you down,
it will breathe into your soul and
allow you to be free
– butterflies rising
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i think, sometimes… we confuse a heavy relationship with a deep love. and maybe it’s not so easy to know the difference. but i don’t think love wants to weigh you down… i think love will let you grow… and breathe into your soul and make you feel alive and free.
– butterflies rising
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anyone who tells
you the fairytale isn’t real
just hasn’t found it yet,
or they settled for less, but that’s
their story, not yours.
let yourself believe in your fairytale.
– butterflies rising
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and if you are in darkness,
and if they come to you,
and if they reach a hand down
to pull you out,
be sure that if you take their hand
you do not drag them into the dark,
but go with them…
go with them into the light
– butterflies rising
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if i don’t
find you in this lifetime,
i will wait for you
until the next
– butterflies rising
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the way i’d
trace my fingers
so slow
down your forearm
over every inch of
your tattoos,
just taking in your skin,
letting it tell me all
your stories,
even the ones you
couldn’t say…
i’m terrified i’ll always
miss that.
– butterflies rising
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