“They wished you a home full of hurt but you deserve a home full of healing.”

She reminds me of sunflowers when she faced the light she bloomed.

She showed me that real love does not hurt, it heals.

At night when I can’t sleep, I imagine I’m a sunflower trying to find the light to nourish my growth.

Your love has rebirthed me.

The most peace I’ve ever felt was from letting you go.

She burns like hot water then tastes like sweet tea.

And now you are the butterfly finally free.

To the girl I was, you taught me to never let another tell you how you should be loved.

From here I forgive you for how you held me with your hands but mostly I forgive myself for how I let you.

Sweetness is a familiar taste I have for honey but now honey, You are my sweetness.

He never deserved her and the empty pillow where her head used to rest tells him that every night.

It was when she left him did she then become herself.

To the girl who thought he was real love, he didn’t love you he just loved the way you made him look.

You pull me from my roots and dry me out but with these tears, I bloom again.

With you, I’ve found my permanent home.

Now if only at my worst had I known I was about to be at my best.

Music became a healer for me. And I learned to listen with all my being. I found that it could wipe away all fear and confusion.

I beg my heart to ask- why not me? A woman and a leader. A writer and a healer.

I’ve been so hurt. Just love me enough that my heart heals and all my scars worship your name.

Let those lovers come to you healed. They are not your project to fix.

Music became a healer for me.

There is no person that love cannot heal; there is no soul that love cannot save.

If you carry joy in your heart, you can heal any moment.

You’re a disease. And I’m the cure.