You're Not Selfish For Protecting Your Own Heart.

something so sacred about a heart returning to its origin.

Let the medium take its own chance.

For now, it's the sort of winter that freezes the tip of your nose but does nothing to your bones.

For now, I am content.

btw, it's called the soldierhood of love.

i think ive realized that true understanding settles into you. like when you truly understand, and not just say that you do, but when you truly understand, it comes with that oh moment. when what would've previously lingered, won't weigh on you anymore. and this feeling, it is as beautiful as it is rare.

that's it, i want a me for me.

at this point, ill take her for the still healing soul she is. but oh to have her, i want to experience just that.

Thoughtful and gentle and sweet. Wild and reckless and loud. Emotions and words and actions.

Just because an animal has scales doesn't mean you get to trample on it.

hey love,

if you’re reading this, maybe your chest feels heavy again. maybe the old voices are getting louder.

so take a breath. come back to this:

you are not responsible for everyone’s healing.

you are not a failure when someone else is hurting.

you are not the reason your world cracked, you were just a child trying to hold it together with your bare hands.

it is safe now to let go.

you don’t have to earn your worth by saving others.

you don’t have to prove anything to deserve peace.

you are already doing the brave work by pausing, by feeling, by speaking kindly to yourself.

and i promise you, even if you forget these truths tomorrow, they will find their way back to you.

because they live inside you now.

you are not the pain you absorbed.

you are the love that stayed.

i’m proud of you.

i’m with you.

always.

— love, me