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I know I haven’t told you, but I also know, that you’ve felt my love.

Jessica Wilde

You break everything you touch. Why was I surprised when you broke me too?
JESSICA WILDE

Break Surprise Touch Yourself
I love you – like a lighthouse and the sea, like mountaintops and valleys, like how the sun breathes life into leaves without even touching.
JESSICA WILDE

Breath I Love You Leave Life Light Sun Touch
I simply cannot hold onto hope, it aches like possibilities never reached, I’m bubbling over with grief – this chaos has caused so much loss and fatigue.
JESSICA WILDE

Fatigue Grief Hope Loss Possible Reach Simplicity
Today, cold seeps from my insides out, the frigid rain warm on my skin.
JESSICA WILDE

Cold Myself Rain Skin Warm
I am swept beneath your current – it pulls me in, and I don’t even try to swim.
JESSICA WILDE

Current Myself Try
I am fierce yet fragile – cradle me with care, I can shred your soul, light you on fire, or send you into the dark abyss – the difference between us is – I wouldn’t dare.
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Care Darkness Difference Fierce Fire Fragile Light Myself Soul
Those closest to me. Didn’t know the true state of my mentality.
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Close Mentality Myself State True
Underneath the stars, the weight of living dissolves – releases, breathes, be.
JESSICA WILDE

Breathe Dissolve Live Release Stars Weight
I know I haven’t told you, but I also know, that you’ve felt my love.
JESSICA WILDE

Feeling Known Love Yourself
Wouldn’t it be enchanting if pixie dust and fairy wings could fix all our broken dreams?
JESSICA WILDE

Break Dreams Enchant Ourselves Wings
My mind is not my own. I don’t recognize her when I am alone.
JESSICA WILDE

Alone Depression Mindset Myself Recognition
When rules don’t make sense, ask questions, break barriers, rise above it all.
JESSICA WILDE

Break Question Rise Rule
A wooded winter trail awaits, no footprints pressed upon the snow – a path I dared not once to take but now – I must go.
JESSICA WILDE

Await Dare Myself Snow Winter
I lace barbed wire around my heart, constrict it – pull tight, maybe the pain will make it feel alive, and I can pretend it didn’t already die.
JESSICA WILDE

Death Feeling Heart Myself Pain Pretend
I chip and carve until I’m a corpse – a bone with no marrow, or a sparrow without wings, a vein without wings, a vein without blood, a puppet with no strings.
JESSICA WILDE

Blood Bone Death Myself Wings
Lost journals are steps back home, like the mending of broken bones, like scars that act as patches to my soul, like the measurement marks on my mother’s wall that show just how much I’ve grown.
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Growth Home Journal Lost Mark Measurement Mom Myself Scars Wall

I know I haven’t told you, but I also know, that you’ve felt my love.

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