I love you – like a lighthouse and the sea, like mountaintops and valleys, like how the sun breathes life into leaves without even touching.
JESSICA WILDELost journals are steps back home, like the mending of broken bones, like scars that act as patches to my soul, like the measurement marks on my mother’s wall that show just how much I’ve grown.
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When rules don’t make sense, ask questions, break barriers, rise above it all.
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I know I haven’t told you, but I also know, that you’ve felt my love.
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I am swept beneath your current – it pulls me in, and I don’t even try to swim.
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Your laughter sounds like a galactic symphony, your eyes shine magic like Saturn’s rings, and your golden hair flares like the sun. I smile as I rock the universe to sleep and sing of stars that twinkle deep within your dreams.
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I simply cannot hold onto hope, it aches like possibilities never reached, I’m bubbling over with grief – this chaos has caused so much loss and fatigue.
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You break everything you touch. Why was I surprised when you broke me too?
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I am fierce yet fragile – cradle me with care, I can shred your soul, light you on fire, or send you into the dark abyss – the difference between us is – I wouldn’t dare.
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Lost journals are steps back home, like the mending of broken bones, like scars that act as patches to my soul, like the measurement marks on my mother’s wall that show just how much I’ve grown.
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I learned all about love from people that didn’t know how to love me.
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You were refreshing. Your idea of love infused me with hope and joy.
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What do you do, when all the loves you’ve ever known have only been paper moons?
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I lace barbed wire around my heart, constrict it – pull tight, maybe the pain will make it feel alive, and I can pretend it didn’t already die.
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Today, cold seeps from my insides out, the frigid rain warm on my skin.
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And the world seems just a little bit warmer, and the sun shines slightly brighter than it used to, and the days pass differently than before, and time is no longer stuck in a loop.
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My mind is not my own. I don’t recognize her when I am alone.
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