i don’t feel like i’m supposed to search for a soulmate. i feel like i’m supposed to search for my soul. find my soul things. go to my soul places. and i think i’ll find who is meant for me somewhere on those pathways… or they’ll find me somewhere being the me i want to be.
– butterflies rising
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let your heart learn to be uninterested in
anyone who is not for you… you’re not meant
to have to convince anyone of your magic;
there’s someone out there who came here
searching just for it
– butterflies rising
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summer wild…
a restless summer child, sunrise-sweet and
sunset-wild, kissed by light glimmer and running
free in the wild air, under the magic of fireflies and in
the glow of bonfire flare, feeling alive and chasing
new horizons is why we’re here, so when the
sunset unfolds into the night of our lives…
promise you’ll meet me there.
– butterflies rising
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a love language…
love me for the way i’m a wildflower,
and then come closer and love me like wildfire.
– butterflies rising
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a perfect night…
anywhere. it doesn’t matter where
if it ends up with you and me somewhere,
just talking about anything and everything
until sunrise, not wanting to leave the
energy we’re feeling for anything, ever.
a perfect night is one with the
“good night” you don’t
want to say.
– butterflies rising
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a love language…
the version of yourself
that you are in love with being
is who i want to love, too
– butterflies rising
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it’s ok to take
small steps and deep breaths, love…
but you also have to learn to take up your own space.
and to not say you’re sorry when you do.
and you’re going to be rejected for these
wings you’re growing and these fires you’re starting…
for all of this sweet and wild rebellion in you…
but these are such. beautiful. things.
so you have to keep choosing you.
because nothing will matter if you reject you.
if it needs you small… you just can’t
let it hold you still anymore.
– butterflies rising
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to be with someone
who will let you breathe here.
and just be here.
and not ask anything else of you,
not to tangle in their weaknesses
or to heal their wounds…
they’ll just want to know you…
and have you know them.
someone who just lets you
feel beautiful here
while you wonder of your
dreams together in the
glow of the moon.
– butterflies rising
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you are not lost… the ache you feel is just soul memory, and the restlessness is just soul fire.
– butterflies rising
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