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Into the soft sand I will carve your name and let the ocean steal what little remains.

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I am always forgiving too easily as if I have forgotten the way it hurts.
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I think I will always be half a breath between the hurting and the healing.
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They tell you to be grateful for what you have. But you are also allowed to be sad for what you have lost.
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I have become a ghost, Letting myself be haunted by everything I once was and everything I could’ve been.
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I have feared change for so long, but the horizon changes all the time and there is still so much beauty under different skies.
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I remind myself that I am capable of growing flowers from rain and building mountains from dirt.
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Let autumn be proof that change is a beautiful thing even tho it can be hard to see at first.
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We were a storm that couldn’t decide where to let the rain fall. I never wanted to let go and you didn’t know how to stop.
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I have cried with the rain. Now I will grow with the forest.
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And sometimes I think I could touch the sky because these hands were made to reach and this heart was built to survive.
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It hurts to let go but it heals to be free.
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I have found that pain has a habit of planting roots in beautiful hearts.
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Beautiful Habit Heart Myself Pain Plant Root
I thought the answer was to bury the pain deep within, but nothing grows from grief.
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Watching the sun rise again over the rooftops I whisper the things I wish would come back, too. Like hope like happiness like you.
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Oh, how beautifully you will bloom again.
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Into the soft sand I will carve your name and let the ocean steal what little remains.
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Carve Little Myself Name Ocean Remain Sand Soft Steal Yourself

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