the way i used to bite down into your chest when it got to be a little too much… that’s how i had to chew you out of my heart when the hurt became too much.
– butterflies rising
Read More →the way i used to bite down into your chest when it got to be a little too much… that’s how i had to chew you out of my heart when the hurt became too much.
– butterflies rising
Read More →it’s just how i love. i feel things
as brutally intimate as they can be felt.
– butterflies rising
Read More →save
yourself
for people who
always treat you
in such a way
that lets you love
yourself
– butterflies rising
Read More →that person whose
broken pieces fit into
your broken pieces isn’t the one
they may keep the bed warm,
but they’re keeping you from whole…
just pretending that being broken
feels like home
and you can only romanticize bad
habits for so long,
before the ache to yourself
calls you home
– butterflies rising
Read More →and when
i write this out,
this isn’t to remember you…
it’s to take it away
from you,
i’ll take all these feelings i felt
and i’ll make art,
i’ll make something beautiful,
i’ll make something new
– the alchemy in poetry
– butterflies rising
Read More →we cannot
carry another
on their own way…
in soul searching,
we must all find
our own legs beneath us,
our own voice inside of us,
and our own
light to guide us.
– butterflies rising
Read More →i think
it’s been his soul
passing through the others…
leaving traces of him,
of these memories we’ve yet to live,
leaving breadcrumbs to him
in the ones who were
just lessons,
it’s been breadcrumbs to home…
all of it guiding me as i grow.
– butterflies rising
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