i miss what it
feels like to believe in sunrises.
to wake up feeling like… today will be good,
beautiful things will happen,
and nothing will hurt.
but the world just keeps breaking
my heart again and again
and again.
– butterflies rising
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whenever i see someone talking about how small & controllable women need to be if they want to be loved, it just makes me want to write more poetry about how bright we get to be and be loved.
– butterflies rising
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a love language…
good conversation. intense conversation.
wit, banter, chemistry. tell me things.
a curiosity exchange… the kind you
don’t want to end.
– butterflies rising
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you deserve someone who isn’t afraid of your sparks… the kind of connection where their fire is drawn to your fire.
– butterflies rising
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it’s maybe one of my favorite feelings ever… my friends and i call it “suspension.” it’s when a connection creates an energy between you and another person or a group of people… and that conversation or that night or that experience or that moment you’re in with them just becomes all there is, and you just lose time together. the way that energy can just feel infinite… i’m pretty sure it’s some kind of magic.
– butterflies rising
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i don’t think we’re taught enough how
much energy matters in connection and to listen
to our intuition… we’re told what we feel isn’t “real.”
but the physical or just actions or words;
not one of those things alone can tell us everything.
and so i listen to the way things feel… i listen
when something doesn’t feel right. but then…
i also love in energy because i don’t think
anything could be more real.
– butterflies rising
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what we run from or
push away, the “you can’t hurt me
if i hurt you first”…
not letting it come to us
because it’s just too good to be true…
or when it does, we can’t let it be here
because it’s just too beautiful to stay…
or trying to grip it and control it
when all we really need to do to hold it
is let it dance in our fingertips
instead of suffocating it away.
i think that thing we do as a defense when we’re
scared of losing something is often why we
end up losing things. and maybe letting
the beautiful things belong here…
is just in seeing that our fear is
what doesn’t belong here.
– butterflies rising
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i went through a love i barely recovered from, a heartbreak i barely survived, and finding my way back to me… it took everything in me to do.
so if it feels hard to get close to me, it isn’t me not wanting to come close to you… it’s me not wanting anything to be able to take me away from me, ever again.
– butterflies rising
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i don’t feel like i’m supposed to search for a soulmate. i feel like i’m supposed to search for my soul. find my soul things. go to my soul places. and i think i’ll find who is meant for me somewhere on those pathways… or they’ll find me somewhere being the me i want to be.
– butterflies rising
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you change the texture of my universe; how the light bends to be here, just falling all around you… you are like golden hour; it all glows different when you’re here.
– butterflies rising
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