breathe it all out as stardust and art.
– butterflies rising
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a fire in that kiss…
that kiss…
it’s a bitter taste now.
and god, how it felt like love,
and then it turned into
such. brutal. pain.
but you make sure you
keep loving deep.
and keep your heart wilder than wild,
because someday you’ll breathe it
all out as stardust and art…
and there was a fire in that kiss
that always came from
your own lips.
– butterflies rising
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– butterflies rising
Read More →just let the chaos in you be beautiful…
just let the chaos in you be beautiful…
you are such a soft and wild thing.
– butterflies rising
Read More →you are such a soft and wild thing…
when you love, the music around you becomes the soundtrack… when a music lover loves…
when you love,
the music around you becomes
the soundtrack to the stories you are living
with that person in them
that time, those places, those moments,
it intertwines with all of it.
it becomes the energy that captures what you
feel with them, what you feel for them.
it becomes this visceral, engraved part of the life you live,
the life you know… a life that has them in it.
so, when it ends…
when you have to start unweaving
them from your stories, and untangling them
from your energy, and unraveling. them. from. your. life.
out of everything you have to let go of…
i don’t know if there’s
anything harder to let go of
than the way a song makes you
feel about them.
– when a music lover loves
– butterflies rising
Read More →letting go of heavy things…
i’ve been letting go of heavy things and i’ve been healing a spirit…
i’ve been letting go
of heavy things
and i’ve been healing
a spirit, and tending to a soul, and
listening to a heart. and i’ve started to
exhale. and to breathe in… and to
breathe. in. a life
…and i’ve been letting go of
so, so many heavy things
– butterflies rising
Read More →little by little, i’m learning to love myself. and it might be slow…
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
Read More →in the wild open…
my safe space…
is in the wild open.
where there’s growing space
and soul-searching space,
and where my fire is bright,
and my wings are wide,
and my breathing is all its own…
and where i can always feel the way
my heart beats on its own.
– butterflies rising
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