“Her name is foreign on my tongue, I repeat it over and over and over in my head hoping one day it will sound familiar.”

There is peace in knowing love is always within her moving through her gracefully she doesn’t need anyone’s permission to create, to grow, to simply just be.

I am the leaves that blow in the wind untethered and free.

I was drawn to him completely, addicted his eyes pulled me into the shadows hidden away and all at once his pain became my own.

The parts she had buried away were never lost just patiently waiting to be unearthed.

Wild, natured being never forget how powerful you truly are.

I do not feel ready to plant my roots on this earth without first drinking the water from the rivers of the world.

Darling, look how far you’ve come do you truly believe you are unable to rise from the ashes and grow new wings.

Those places will never be the same they are forever intertwined with the thought of you.

I stayed with him hoping to discover a remedy to my pain.

Darling, let go I promise you will never want to carry that pain again.

I was searching for relief in places I would never find peace.

She bloomed from the depths of darkness through the cracks she was brought to life by the sun.

I am ready to love the pieces that are weighing me down.

We were playing hide and seek with our shadows simply pretending to grasp for love we could not find in ourselves.

My mind is entangled in the thought of you.

She wanted someone that could swim to the depths of her ocean and not drown in the intensity of her soul.

I hope you can feel me when I think of you.

Watching the sun rise again over the rooftops i whisper the things i wish would come back, too. Like hope like happiness like you.

I hope you find someone who dances to the beat of your soul, so you never have to sit alone in life while the music plays.

Sometimes, a spark of hope is enough to reform the light in your heart.

Sometimes, we’re just tired and set people free because we can’t fight anymore and we hope they might come back one day and stay for good.

Gather the roses of hope, yet there is time to plant love.

She was living with a dead hope like a mother patting her still born.

Give me just a little ray of hope and I promise to fly on my own.