“Today I am broken but tomorrow I will be gentle, I will be kind and i will bloom again.”

I thought I had a second chance at loving you, but really it was just another lesson at letting go.

How incredible it is that everything led me to you.

My words, the ink, on this page they’re all for you.

I used to think my heart was made of glass the way it was so easy for you to shatter it.

You are allowed to feel the way you feel.

I’ve got a wandering heart that yearns for the people and places I haven’t met yet.

It took me a long time but I finally met people who made me stop craving you.

when the oceans heart breaks and the mermaid cries, her tears become sea glass-a gentle reminder that sometimes beautiful things come from pain.

It was only when I accepted the end of our story, Was i able to begin a new chapter with a better man.

You are the love I always knew I deserved.

He told me that I was too much, that I gave too much, that I loved too much. But now I know he wasn’t enough.

Darling why do you always run from the things that scare you?

Remember me as a wanderer wild, with bright blue eyes and a heart of golden fire.

You were a lost boy the summer you tried teaching me how to fly.

If loving you made sense the universe wouldn’t have let us go our separate ways.

I know he was toxic but at the end of the day a piece of me loved him and that’s hard to forget.

With you I am in bloom.

To bloom is to grow. To grow is to know the one who created x Died for my soul.

And just like a flower each of us will bloom in our own time.

Spring blooms, even in places where life once ended.

Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.

Spring blooms, even in places where life once ended.

She blooms wild and burns bright.

But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, it’s bloom is shed; Or, like the snow-fall in the river, A moment white, then melts forever.