“I loved, you lost. Pity isn’t it?”

Starting now, I’m building a garden of final goodbyes.

You are just as beautiful as those wounds that house you.

Learn to love in layers. One heart beat at a time.

Lets build a bridge of kindness one heart at a time.

Have a little mercy on your heart please.

You’re worth more than a temporary stay.

Treat yourself like someone you loved.

Follow the journey to self love you’d be unstoppable.

You carry your imperfections so beautifully.

Take a moment and believe in your magic.

What is love without a little madness.

Failure isn’t loss, its growth, success and wisdom.

And with forgiveness I found peace.

The loudest cries are heard in silence.

Stay kind, everyone carries their smile differently.

We don’t settle for a temporary home in anyone.

That we live in a post-truth society today, and that we don’t care, that we have lost empathy. We have stopped caring for each other in a way. We have stopped thinking long-term and sustainable. And that’s something that goes much deeper than just climate crisis deniers.

You could have my soul and the body. Fool that you were; tried force on flesh instead. And lost the one who would have wrapped you up in her prayers.

Maybe all these stars carry the souls of those we’ve lost. And our countless wishes carry all the love we never got to give them. Maybe.

Abstruse spite bleeds from their mouth. I hear the venom, It’s screaming so loud, And yet so benign Reaction, not roused Their “nasty”, so nice The beast lost its shroud.

We shined a light through our flaws to our internalistic plea. Emphasized the healing that shall set our lost souls free. We were a brief reflection of what we should not be.

Feel the sun on your skin and smile and let your mind wander a while.

Two soulmates who didn’t find each other.

Let’s get perfectly lost recklessly joyful, let’s rest a while in this sweet reverie.