
love me… and tell me how free
my lungs will always breathe
when i love you.
– butterflies rising
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love me… and tell me how free
my lungs will always breathe
when i love you.
– butterflies rising
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little by little
i’m learning to love myself.
and it might be slow,
but i’m certain in letting go of
all the things that tell me i shouldn’t.
– butterflies rising
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everything is more beautiful when i’m in love… but i feel so much stronger when i’m not.
– butterflies rising
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breathe easy now…
you don’t have to carry other
people’s heavy anymore
– butterflies rising
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i spent so long aching for him to be good to me,
to just let someone be good to me…
it’s a whole new muscle memory
my heart still has to learn.
– butterflies rising
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when you can feel
the remarkable, uncommon
texture of your soul,
you can’t imagine letting anyone close
who isn’t perfectly meant to
intertwine with it
– butterflies rising
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“she’s not coming back.”
a 4-word story for the boy
who mistakenly thought she’d never
realize her worth and walk away
– butterflies rising
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