sometimes the universe will
remove or withhold, not to hurt you,
but to free you or save you from
what doesn’t lead you home
– butterflies rising
Read More →sometimes the universe will
remove or withhold, not to hurt you,
but to free you or save you from
what doesn’t lead you home
– butterflies rising
Read More →passion.
and vulnerability.
fire and wild and art and love
and sugar and soul.
a pull towards the stars;
an ache to be more free…
to feel. so. alive.
with a need to feel things deeper
and sweeter and closer,
and a heart that changes shape
when something moves you.
it’s all so beautiful.
so let go of the ways this
world says you’re supposed to be
and feel all of the ways
that your soul is.
– butterflies rising
Read More →dear soul,
if i had known it would be this hard,
i don’t know if i would’ve come
– human
– 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 →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 →a persistent yearning
to feel at home in this skin,
to feel my soul
grounded in these bones
– 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 →there’s always been an ache in your
back that has felt something like wings…
something inside of you has always
been trying to carry you.
– butterflies rising
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