and after
everything,
you won’t even
grant me
the smallest mercy
of your absence
from my memory
– butterflies rising
Read More →and after
everything,
you won’t even
grant me
the smallest mercy
of your absence
from my memory
– butterflies rising
Read More →stop listening
to the voice that tells you
that love is supposed to be hard,
it keeps leading you to places where
love ends up being hard.
– butterflies rising
Read More →it feels like
coming home after
being gone for too long
the way i gravitate to
the good in you…
how i just crave
that goodness in you.
– butterflies rising
Read More →but if it’s love…
when it asks you to come along,
it will not ask you to leave
yourself behind
– butterflies rising
Read More →now that i know you exist…
how do i not love you.
how do i not follow this gravity towards you.
now that i feel this, how could i ever not. feel. this.
i don’t know how i could ever be here in this life
and not. love you. i just have no choice.
but then… you made a choice.
and now i have no choice.
and i don’t know how…
how will i be here in this world
with you somewhere else in this world.
how. will i learn to pull myself out of this gravity
and not feel this anymore now that i have felt. this.
how…
now that i know you exist…
how do i not love you.
– butterflies rising
Read More →the spaces we’ve called love…
it’s heartbreaking
how many of us have felt in love
with people who were not even kind
to us…
how many of us weren’t taught that
love can’t exist in a space without kindness.
or without respect. or in a space that
doesn’t honor us and cherish us.
so many of us are learning that the spaces
we’ve called being in love, weren’t
spaces of love at all
– butterflies rising
Read More →he gave me every
reason not to believe in love…
yet here i am after everything,
so beautifully certain it exists
– butterflies rising
Read More →he said…
“it’s a long walk home”,
but i never could’ve known just
how far we would roam…
how long i’d have to hold on.
– butterflies rising
Read More →your beating heart, wild air,
and all the other things that make
me want to run free
– butterflies rising
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