from over here, love looks so sweet. but… so. terrifying…

from over here, love looks so sweet. but... so. terrifying. because i don't yet know how

from over here,
love looks so sweet.
but… so. terrifying.
because i don't yet know how.
how to be so close to someone and not
crumble into a wild mess of love
where i lose me.
the last time i got close…
my god, how i lost me.
so much that i could barely feel me. or hear me.
and it's the deepest ache i've ever known
when i can't feel me.
so i'm still learning… how not to dim
and quiet and run and hide and tame me.
how to hold my own fire even when
my heart catches fire.
how to hold on so tight to my own depths
that even when i'm tangled deep in you…
i'm still always mine…

and i'm still learning how to be mine.

– butterflies rising

from over here, love looks so sweet. but... so. terrifying. because i don't yet know how

‘from over here, love looks so sweet. but… so. terrifying. because i don't yet know how' – Flower accent book photo in ‘wild spirit, soft heart'

i don't yet know how. how to be so close to someone and not crumble into a wild mess of love where i lose me

‘i don't yet know how. how to be so close to someone and not crumble into a wild mess of love where i lose me' – Flower accent book photo in ‘wild spirit, soft heart'

and i'm still learning how to be mine

‘and i'm still learning how to be mine' – Text meme and book photo in ‘wild spirit, soft heart'

from over here, love looks so sweet. but... so. terrifying. because i don't yet know how

butterflies rising tweet of ‘from over here, love looks so sweet. but… so. terrifying. because i don't yet know how'

from over here, love looks so sweet. but... so. terrifying. because i don't yet know how.

from over here, love looks so sweet. but... so. terrifying. because i don't yet know how.

from over here, love looks so sweet. but... so. terrifying. because i don't yet know how.

from over here, love looks so sweet. but... so. terrifying.

from over here,
love looks so sweet.
but…
so. terrifying.
because i don't yet know how.
how to be so close to someone and
not crumble into a wild mess
of love where i lose me.
the last time i got close…
my god, how i lost me.
so much that i could barely
feel me. or hear me.
and it's the deepest ache i've
ever known when i can't feel me.
so i'm still learning…
how not to dim and quiet
and run and hide and tame me.
how to hold my own fire
even when my heart catches fire.
how to hold on so tight to my
own depths that even when
i'm tangled deep in you…
i'm still always mine.

– butterflies rising

even when i'm tangled deep in you... i'm still always mine.