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Sometimes, the only hand you need to hold, is your own.

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He was fire that crippled my bones. And you were the one who showed up out of nowhere, and carried me home.
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Bone Carry Fire Home Myself
You don’t know what you don’t want, until you know better. Give yourself some grace.
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Better Grace Yourself
People do not change for other people. They will only change for themselves.
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Change People Transformation
Sometimes its easier to focus on the pain you’ve felt. Instead, think of the strength you’ve gained.
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Easy Feeling Pain Strength Thinking Time Yourself
I remember how I used to beg for his time, and now all you want is to give me all of yours.
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Myself Remember Time Yourself
Give me someone who will lay with me under a crescent moon, and quietly watch our worlds collide.
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Moon Nature Ourselves Quiet World
She decided to name the stars. And as each one fell from the sky, her body got warmer. Her heart opened.
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Body Decision Heart Herself Name Sky Stars Warmth
I found him in all the chaos, and that was when my world started making sense again.
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Chaos Myself Start World
Sometimes, the only hand you need to hold, is your own.
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Hands Independent Need Time Yourself
She’s got a glow about her. The kind that says- She’s been through some dark pain, but she’s lighting her own way now.
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Darkness Glow Herself Inspirational Kind Light Pain
And I’m just trying to find someone worthy enough to set my heart on fire.
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Enough Fire Heart Myself Try Worth
It was then, sitting there, that I looked over him, and realized there was more.
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Himself Love Myself Realization Romantic
He admired the way I loved. Because I still gave everything that I had, even when I was left with nothing.
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Admire Himself Love Myself Way
I’m choosing to build castle out of the things that nearly destroy me.
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Build Choice Destroy Myself
Time heals what you allow it to.
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Healing Time Yourself
The beautiful yet chaotic irony of it all is that; because of you, I lost myself, and yet, because of you, I found myself.
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Beautiful Chaos Lost Myself Yourself

Sometimes, the only hand you need to hold, is your own.

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