But maybe, maybe something good can grow from this.
Your soul is a beautiful type of love.
You fit here.
To be given a chance over and over again is a miracle in itself.
We will remain inextinguishable.
Living includes being gentle with your own heart.
But your destiny, it isn’t to lose. – believe.
Forgiveness, I have found, is a slow walk. A tender crawl.
The hollow space, it can be a blessing too.
But what have we learnt without the chaos?
