There are dreams in my eyes that hold you. Even with the moon and the stars, I would still look at you. On the hard days, I hope you remember what you mean to me. You are magic the world failed to see. You are my dream come true.
She was light. In the way she smiled, in the way kindness poured from her soul, and in the way her heart melted. If you ever looked carefully, you could see it in her eyes; a thousand storms but she stood there like the sun with a smile.
The first step towards healing is reflection. From reflection comes awareness, and from awareness we must move towards acceptance. From acceptance, we can take action. And in action comes healing.
I want someone to kiss my scars and tell me I’m beautiful still, that even after my scars I’m worthy to be loved and seen, I want someone to tell me that warriors do not come clean.
