
these soft, quiet,
intimate moments
that your heart is beating
are precious,
so if it takes
you out of your peace,
don’t give it your
little moments
– butterflies rising
Read More →these soft, quiet,
intimate moments
that your heart is beating
are precious,
so if it takes
you out of your peace,
don’t give it your
little moments
– butterflies rising
Read More →i didn’t know how to measure my worth,
and it led me to someone who measured his worth
in attention from her, and also her, and her…
and any other her to hurt me
he thought there was power in possession and pain,
and that a man’s kingdom should be built
on the stepping of her back and the forfeit of her crown
so i forfeited. and i faded. but i’m learning things…
like how real lovers don’t come in numbers. they aren’t prisoners.
they’re not meant to be suffocated, or left for granted…
and how i’m full enough of wonder to hold someone’s attention,
that my full voice matters,
my full-bodied existence is beautiful,
and that a man on the strong side of oppression isn’t
the same thing as a man who is strong.
– butterflies rising
Read More →maybe sometimes
we’re delicate, and unsure,
and we don’t know what we’re ready to want,
so all that we’re really looking for
are people with good intentions towards us…
hoping for gentle in the unknown
– butterflies rising
Read More →on forced forgiveness…
not everything finds peace through
forgiveness. it just doesn’t. and trying to force
something you don’t authentically feel can
not only keep you from healing, but it can also
be a reinjury to your spirit.
sometimes you just feel it in you,
how forgiveness is asking too much of you,
and it’s not because you’re holding on, it’s because
sometimes the burden of that shift,
that closure, that resolution, it isn’t your work.
it’s the other person’s energy to move, and you cannot
move energy for others.
with those things, let it be ok that all they ask of you
is to breathe through and release.
– butterflies rising
Read More →i have to learn
to feel good
in my own
before it
can feel good
to be next
to someone else’s
– skin
– butterflies rising
Read More →it often takes
for someone to invite us to feel it,
but never return it,
and to deprive us of it where it should’ve been,
to cause us to ache for it enough
when it’s nowhere else to be found,
for us to finally seek it within
– the love
– butterflies rising
Read More →i’ve been held
by rough hands…
and i’m still healing.
to let a good man, be a good man,
it takes a new way…
and i’m still learning.
– recovery
– butterflies rising
Read More →they didn’t take pieces of you…
don’t give the people who hurt you that power
they broke loose, and dislodged,
and extracted pieces of you
that could just no longer stay part of you
and who you’re becoming
so as you’re letting those people go,
be willing to let those pieces go too
…let a new version of you
be uncovered
– butterflies rising
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