your standards for love
are going to make some people
uncomfortable, and they will try to make
you feel like your standards are too high,
but it’s only because those standards threaten
their comfort zones.
what you believe in either challenges
how they treat people,
or how they’ve accepted being treated.
keep them high.
– butterflies rising
– butterflies rising
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what if the raging inside of you is something beautiful…
your curiosity stretching and your soul stirring
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Poetry Heart…
do you really believe
that you were given this poetry heart,
and filled up with all this magic you hold,
and made capable of such big love,
to have it all be meant for someone
who treated you that way…
they were not the one.
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…maybe it’s brutal when you have to let it fall from your hands, but god, how beautiful it feels while you’re holding it.
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maybe
it tangles with chaos
and loses hold of safe and sane…
but that kind of love will be like wildfire.
and the way they touch you
will feel like wildfire.
and your heart…
it will take everything in like it’s on fire.
and it may be heavy on your soul when it breaks you,
but only because you burned so deep for it.
maybe it’s brutal when you have to let it
fall from your hands,
but god, how beautiful it feels
while you’re holding it.
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i hope you know
you matter now
chosen by no one
belonging to yourself
i hope you go on
living in skin untouched by anything that your
sovereignty did not bless into your existence
and breathing air that holds no can’ts
and carries no words
of how a woman
should or should not be
– choices
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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.
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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.
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