She is everything and nothing at all.
AVA NICOLEShe is everything and nothing at all.
AVA NICOLEI no longer seek the love I think I deserve but rather the love I’ve always deserved.
AVA NICOLEYou can’t appreciate the sunshine if you’ve never stood in the rain.
AVA NICOLEMy headspace is a playground and I’m still delayed in its construction.
AVA NICOLEThe lava that erupts from the volcanoes has been reoccurring for far too long and even tho I’ve been warned that my lava can burn others I can’t help but erupt at the possibility that someone will want to burn for me.
AVA NICOLEIf I were a garden and the seed were my soul, thus blooming is a process but I’m impatient.
AVA NICOLEIt does not matter how much water your glass contains; never pour your water out, if it means sacrificing a refill.
AVA NICOLEPeople who do not make room to love you, simply do not make room to love themselves.
AVA NICOLEIt’s okay to water your own plants. Expecting the rain to come when your plants haven’t fully grown, will stall your blooming. Don’t wait for others.
AVA NICOLEI was in love with my own chaos, gripping tightly onto fantasies, falling into traps that swallowed me whole. I am in awe of how chaotic I am, as falling hard into my own trap saved me from who I became.
AVA NICOLEAre you only surrounding yourself with people because they add to your life or are you filling a void?
AVA NICOLEIf you’ve ever climbed mountains, in the most intense storms. And all they ever did was walk up a hill on a clear day for you, you have so much love in you. Never settle for the hill for someday, someone will be at the top of the mountain.
AVA NICOLEThe beauty in the suffering is not the lack of love they have, it’s the depth of love they swam into that drowned them among their highest waters.
AVA NICOLEMy flower’s roots glue me down among the wet soil in which the thunder has stunned my growth. Maybe I’ve already grown through the storms and the sun is delayed in its rising.
AVA NICOLEIf you’re forced to walk on knives in a world where they’re sharpened, wear your best heels.
AVA NICOLEI am not sorry for the way I love. I am only sorry for loving people who haven’t a clue on how to love themselves.
AVA NICOLE