i’m so drawn to aura…
like when you can feel who someone is
glowing from within… i’m just pulled to
the way a soul can radiate energy
through skin.
– butterflies rising
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no revenge because…
since you, i’ve been discovering and
growing into a beautiful new version of me
that i would’ve never even reached for if you
hadn’t shaken the core of that last
version of me so deeply
– butterflies rising
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she started to wonder things, like…
but shouldn’t the voice that i hold inside
of me sound like my own?
– 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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nothing that is for me will need to be gripped or clawed at… just inhaled and taken in as it falls all around me like golden morning light
– butterflies rising
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you won’t find
this version of me that
i’m growing into begging for
or clinging to anything…
because nothing that is for me
will need to be gripped or clawed at…
just inhaled and taken in as it falls
all around me like golden
morning light
– butterflies rising
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