“The rain that’s been so heavy, is only a reminder of the harvest that’s coming.”

When the storm settles and the sun clears the way, give yourself the chance to bloom again.

Love her faults knowing she is a flower growing.

Give your heart time it is a gentle thing.

She carried the sun in her smile with her every day felt like summer.

Keep blooming the flowers look beautiful on you.

Let the confidence in your abilities eat away your doubts.

Your mind resembles the galaxies with all its raging complexities.

Though starting over may seem hard you have the strength to make it far.

If pride wears us both our love will see no growth.

Rise like the morning sun and let the good be done.

Be kind to others for no reason be the sun in their rainy season.

Look at what our love has done, its seized the fire from the sun.

Let go of control let the joy unfold.

She grew flowers in his heart where once lay darkness.

When it’s meant for you, you won’t have to fight for it to stay.

No one can help you love yourself. The healing starts with you.

Everything is going to be alright, only if you want it to be.

We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.

This heaviness is too much for one soul.

I ache to know how it feels to be without having a weight on my soul.

Be patient and tough; someday this pain will be useful to you.

I ain’t afraid to drown if that means I’m deep up in your ocean.

No matter where you are, what point in your life you’re at, it’s not the end.

When I was little, I went through a lot of phases, like any girl.