she’s made up of sweet tea and poetry
– butterflies rising
Read More →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
Read More →you don’t love,
you just hold people close
to have someone to hurt,
or to hurt someone else with…
but none of it’s love.
– butterflies rising
Read More →and maybe tonight we just dissolve into stars…
leaving gravity behind, quieting our heads and
trading all our dreams and curiosities
between soul and skin
– butterflies rising
Read More →to be able to let go of you
it feels as if i’d also have to let go
of who i’ve been
…but i think that was your purpose.
– the catalyst
– butterflies rising
Read More →maybe tonight
we just dissolve into the stars…
leaving gravity behind,
quieting our heads and trading
all our dreams and curiosities
between soul and skin.
i just. get. restless.
and i can’t stay too human
for too long… it’s too heavy.
i need to leave the atmosphere,
or pull your soul aesthetic closer;
close enough to taste moon dust
in the back of my throat.
and whether we actually transcend
or just lose all sense…
i don’t care.
let’s break open and
scatter and spill and spill…
our wild universes
colliding under these stars.
– butterflies rising
Read More →we carry all the weight,
and we create all the beauty,
until we learn that we deserve someone
who carries their own weight,
and radiates their own beauty
– the evolution of worth
– butterflies rising
Read More →that thing we do as a defense when we’re scared of losing something is often why we end up losing things
– butterflies rising
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