“That Sunday afternoon when the rain poured down I was reminded of how important it is to break open every once and a while.”

and my worries all of a sudden seemed to float above me a gentle yet certain release that I am someone who is easy to love

And like flowers under the sun’s yellow rays, you will bloom again.

i want to tell you that miss you but the day you turned your back on me was the day vowed to myself you are never allowed the privilege to the depths of my heart again

Open wounds and fresh blood but I am healing and you are never allowed back in.

And I hope you know that would shake the world to its core if it meant taking away some of your pain.

And what a rare and magical thing it is to feel as though your heart has finally found a soft place to land.

Take me back to the ocean I need to hear her say you’re as powerful as me.

if you want to dive into my heart I am warning you now, be prepared to learn how to swim all over again

You talked a big game for someone who never actually played.

I wonder if being under the sun is what it is like to be loved by you too.

Be happy for others genuinely radically happy and I promise you only good will follow.

Someone will come into your life and they will see your kindness as a strength match your love and before you can he will say I’ve been looking for you a home my heart can finally rest

I wonder if one day I will ever feel as though I am not hard to love.

After the currents have calmed and rocks you have endured I promise to be the river guiding you home.

I am a woman who came from witches those they tried to burn came rising higher than ever imagined and I am a woman who has this power behind me with every step.

You were different a dangerous smile and kind heart I was enchanted from the first moment I met you I knew something had happened that would probably follow you through every forest even carrying the fear of getting lost.

Sometimes I wonder, do the trees get sad when they see leaves fell?

Every moment I find myself alone without you, hold me, stop me, I am strayed.

This is face blindness, but not really it. Among all the faces I see, I could only see yours.

I’m the daughter of a mother who broke down all kinds of barriers.

I have to wait for you because I know I have no option left.

Sometimes we make the wrong choice, somewhere we deceive ourselves in matters of relationships, creating illusions, we are driven by something real.

Don’t break to break down, break to break high.

When the trust is broken sorry means nothing.