meet me where we can lose ourselves in the wild and feel it all… burn and breathe at once in our skin. out of our lungs. pouring the aches from our chests, with our wings wide open.
– butterflies rising
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what you go to just
because you’re lonely isn’t love,
what you’re drawn to when you’re
in your light…
that’s where you’ll find love
– butterflies rising
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you have a
beautiful heart, babygirl,
and it’s meant to know
a beautiful love
– butterflies rising
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you’ll know…
not just in the way they look at you,
but in how they’re not looking
anywhere else
– butterflies rising
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little seeds, someday flowers…
today i will
be good to me,
and tomorrow maybe
a little bit better,
until being good to me
is a little easier,
and maybe even someday
not so hard at all.
maybe these are just little seeds
but i’ll keep giving them
touches of sunlight…
just a little hope here
and a little grace there
and a little more light in those
places holding all the fear,
and then maybe all these little seeds
just might grow until someday they
become flowers…
and then i will be made of flowers.
– butterflies rising
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little seeds…
today i will
be good to me,
and tomorrow maybe
a little bit better,
until being good to me
is a little easier,
and maybe even someday
not so hard at all.
– butterflies rising
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i know that i will never, ever be able to love myself if i keep apologizing for how other people have decided to feel about me.
– butterflies rising
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there are things
i am learning not to apologize for…
– the way i express myself
– the way i am discovering myself
and growing into myself
– the way i take up my own space…
the space that is meant for me
– the things someone else may not like about me
but that i like about me
…because none of these things are anything wrong
with me. they are things that are right in me. and those
are things i should never have to be sorry for.
– butterflies rising
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you were given this passionate heart you were given… and it just isn’t made to settle… you have to choose the greatest love, and you’re meant to chase the greatest life
– butterflies rising
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your heart
isn’t made to settle…
you must choose the greatest love,
and you have to chase the
greatest life
– butterflies rising
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how soft
my heart is…
it just isn’t made for how
flawed humans love
– butterflies rising
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