Whats so poetically beautiful about my world now, is that its finally mine.
MOOMERWhats so poetically beautiful about my world now, is that its finally mine.
MOOMERAnd I’m just trying to find someone worthy enough to set my heart on fire.
MOOMERI remember how I used to beg for his time, and now all you want is to give me all of yours.
MOOMERThere are things that I don’t say out loud. And so they just live in the roots of my soul.
MOOMERI’ve been in a daze the last few days, just wanting all of this to fade away.
MOOMERA tragedy is; I choose you. You choose me. Hearts choose safety.
MOOMERSometimes its easier to focus on the pain you’ve felt. Instead, think of the strength you’ve gained.
MOOMERSometimes, the only hand you need to hold, is your own.
MOOMERThese walls are so high, but I refuse to be a prisoner of my past.
MOOMERShe stopped letting him clip her wings, and slowly made her way towards the sun.
MOOMERWhen you’d hurt, I’d rush to your side. When I’d hurt, you’d hide.
MOOMERI hope hearing my name makes you break. Not all at once, but little by little.
MOOMERHe admired the way I loved. Because I still gave everything that I had, even when I was left with nothing.
MOOMERShe brought the kind of light that was similar to the sun right after it rains.
MOOMERTime heals what you allow it to.
MOOMERI knew he could be my North Star when he made me feel something after being numb for so long.
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