there’s a certain trauma in the girls whose dads cheated on their mamas..

there’s a certain trauma in the girls whose dads cheated on their mamas… especially if you knew it in some way when you were young… you got trust issues before you even had a chance to try to love, and from the man who was supposed to show you how to be loved… there’s just a certain trauma in a girl whose daddy was the first man to break her heart.

– butterflies rising

when you love passionately, and you’re fiercely loyal, and you believe in soulmates… but you’re also fiercely independent, and love being on your own journey, and one of your biggest fears is losing yourself in a relationship.

– butterflies rising

in february… i want to be the most passionate version of myself… to feel and feel

if there is anything i want to be…
i want to be the most passionate version
of myself… to feel and feel… and follow what i feel,
and inhale love and be love, and exhale any fear…
and this version of me won’t apologize
for having a heart on fire

– butterflies rising

i miss what it
feels like to believe in sunrises.
to wake up feeling like… today will be good,
beautiful things will happen,
and nothing will hurt.
but the world just keeps breaking
my heart again and again
and again.

– butterflies rising

whenever i see someone talking about how small & controllable women need to be if they want to be loved, it just makes me want to write more poetry about how bright we get to be and be loved.

– butterflies rising

a love language…
good conversation. intense conversation.
wit, banter, chemistry. tell me things.
a curiosity exchange… the kind you
don’t want to end.

– butterflies rising