“Your hands don’t feel like home anymore and it’s breaking my heart.”

Our souls are old friends.

The sun is setting, life is shifting, and this skin is ready.

There is still so much light left in us.

What once felt like heartbreak now feels like divine intervention.

Silence and inaction breed injustice.

I wonder if we ever grieve what was at the same time?

And maybe I’ll find you again, on the next big adventure.

After all this time forever still looks like you.

I hope my journey here ends with us.

I want love to be the altar of these earthly days.

You will always be, my favorite maybe.

A galaxy exists inside these bones and its sun shines only for you.

You made my world feel infinitely bigger simply by being In it.

I found myself somewhere between the aching and letting go.

I have never known how to handle endings with grace.

Her laugh feels like homecoming.

The broken girls are the flowers of the earth they grow through tough conditions they bloom for themselves,

[God] is able to take your life, with all of the heartache, all of the pain, all of the regret, all of the missed opportunities, and use you for His glory.

Heartbreak is a brutal teacher.

Summer came and summer went and I never saw your eyes again.

Can someone tell the birds she’s gone. They’re still singing for her and it’s breaking what’s left of my heart.

How hard it must be to love someone so broken.

I build a world inside you I shattered when you left and took it with you.

Truth- I am broken. Dare- Love me anyway.