sometimes what you feel
about someone just isn’t enough.
it just isn’t.
because what they feel about themselves
will try to destroy what you feel about yourself
if you get close to them.
– butterflies rising
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i haven’t felt
what i’m meant to feel,
i have not loved
who i’m meant to love,
i haven’t yet been
who i’m meant to be…
not yet.
– butterflies rising
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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
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my power has been,
in spite of everything, always
finding it in me somewhere
to say to myself… you are worthy.
– butterflies rising
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young boy
you will grow
they will tell you to be strong
they will teach you to be tough
i hope someone tells you to feel
i hope they teach you to be love
young man
grown man
let yourself be love
– butterflies rising
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illusions…
i spent all that time
haunted by the ghost of
someone you never really were
– butterflies rising
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i promise,
once you learn to love
who you are,
it won’t hurt anymore…
all of this pain from the one
who didn’t love you.
you will love you, so it just
won’t matter anymore.
– butterflies rising
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i have worried my heart
far too much about what i am worth
to those who were not worthy
of my heart
– butterflies rising
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he wanted me to feel
jealousy towards her, but i didn’t,
i just felt compassion for her…
i too had once known the devastating
lack of self-love required to be with him
– butterflies rising
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let a woman
have her own worth.
let her value be found in who she is.
not in who she is to a man.
not in who she is to whom she supports,
or serves, or takes care of, or carries weight for.
not who she is in the context of anyone else’s story.
just who she is. as she is.
bare,
alone,
unburdened,
beautiful,
and worthy.
– butterflies rising
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