You can never be fully present or in control.
Sensitivity is never a weakness. You don’t need to be heartless to be strong.
I could have spent a lifetime in your embrace until a loud unexpected clap of thunder jolted me awake.
Even being half the woman you are would be a blessing.
You will cry.
I can’t risk making you my forever.
One day, when you are blooming in your becoming, you’ll look back in gratitude at what brought you here.
Thank you for believing in me, even and especially when I did not believe in myself. Thank you for encouraging me to never play it safe.
It’s okay to stare longingly at the dandelions with hopes and dreams of a better today. It’s not your job to hold the world together.