You’re still holding on to it, aren’t you?
Those ghosts from your past, those demons from your darkest days.
And there it is. In the pocket of your ripped blue jeans. Your favorite pair with the cuffed bottoms. The ones you’ll wear with those worn out vans and that yellow sweatshirt. It’s…
People have the power to break your heart, and it’s okay to protect yourself from that.
Don’t be afraid to say no to what you know to be poison to your heart.
You are not weak because you guard yourself. You are strong because you are willing to protect what you know to be worth more - your heart.
I want you to be strong enough, brave enough, and you enough to walk away from everything that breaks your heart or makes you settle.
Foster what makes your heart thrive, not what makes your heart question it’s own worth.
I want to make your coffee in the morning. Even though you’re up with the dawn, and me who likes to sleep past the sun. But to watch your sleepy eyes open, after a restful night, and your arms tight around me will always be worth the early rise. I’ll ask you how like your coffee. Only once…
You are not weak because you show your heart - you are not weak because you choose to feel.
Vulnerability isn’t the opposite of strength - it’s a necessary part. We have to open up. To expose ourselves. To offer up everything we have. To believe it really is good enough.
Otherwise? We always lose.
My darling, you can’t see it, can you? How like the moon you are — so timid in yourselves, hiding pieces from the world, mixed with those rare moments when fullness alludes, and it becomes hard to look away.
like the midnight moon,
radiate something fierce.
In both your moments…