paper planes, or angel wings, anything to lift the heavy, to let him dream…
he’s always been searching for some way to escape gravity
– butterflies rising
Read More →to let him dream…
Tag: Spirit
paper planes or angel wings…
paper planes,
or angel wings, anything
to lift the heavy, to let her dream…
she’s always been searching for some
way to escape gravity
– butterflies rising
Read More →i’m going to learn from this… and i’m going to grow…
someday i’m going
to love someone, and i’m going
to lay at their feet more love than they
could’ve ever imagined
…and you will never be anything
more to anyone than somebody that
someone, somewhere is
recovering from
– butterflies rising
Read More →i hope that one day the person who hurt you sees you from afar…
i hope that one day
the person who hurt you sees you from afar
dancing in the radiance of
your unburdened spirit and standing
strong in your fully mended bones…
and that for just a moment you feel their gaze,
so you can forever know, without question,
the powerlessness of their
perception over you
– butterflies rising
Read More →to be steady in the soul and free in the spirit…
to be steady in the soul and free in the spirit
breathe in tenderness…
i used to
think it was beautiful
the way i offered you all of my softness
and filled the air with tenderness
in the wake of your violence…
but now i know that i deserve to breathe
in tenderness too.
– butterflies rising
Read More →not yet…
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.
– butterflies rising
Read More →the spaces we’ve called love…
the spaces we’ve called love…
it’s heartbreaking
how many of us have felt in love
with people who were not even kind
to us…
how many of us weren’t taught that
love can’t exist in a space without kindness.
or without respect. or in a space that
doesn’t honor us and cherish us.
so many of us are learning that the spaces
we’ve called being in love, weren’t
spaces of love at all
– butterflies rising
Read More →tenderheart…
it’s been torn,
and tattered,
and broken apart,
but keep me vulnerable
and broken open,
please stay
my tender heart
– butterflies rising
Read More →so beautifully certain…
he gave me every
reason not to believe in love…
yet here i am after everything,
so beautifully certain it exists
– butterflies rising
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