Life broke me. It forced me to look for love every where. I found it in other people’s pain. I found it in places I never thought I would ever look. I found it in disappointment, I found it in rejection.

I found love in love, and in the most beautiful of places. I found it in the sky, I found it as the sun caressed my back. I found love in courage and in other people’s hearts.

After a long time looking for love outside of myself, every discovery to myself. I realised that love lived everywhere. I learned that love could never possibly leave me. Because I am love, every inch of me, every part.

Xo

Stars shaped like diamonds. Scents of yesterday, lingering. I hold the magic close to me.

I used to feel afraid. Life was passing me by, and still I held on. Afraid that if I gave away all of me, their would be nothing left. That I would be too much, or not enough.

Then I remembered who I was, who I really was. And not just the me I could actually see, but the unseen part of me. My essence, my life force.

The calling came before I was born. The real part of me has always been here. Parts of me inside the ocean and inside every sky.

Life held on, and I never let go.

Xo

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I become lost in the shadows, even for just moments.
The sky doesn’t feel familiar, and all I want to do, is to escape to any place but here.
But the day rises again.
All that was lost becomes found, all over again.
The sky comes back to me.
It wakes me up inside , sweetly whispering, to me with its wild breathe.

Xo

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I feel like I can no longer do this. That life has just become too out of reach.
I fight for what I have become.
I fight for what I don’t have.
I fight for a better place.
Life teases me too much.
It knows where it hurts the most and it doesn’t even care.
Life leaves me cold, and worthless.
It leaves me poor and broken.
It reminds me of the past.
Life makes me stronger though.
I don’t know why and I don’t even know how.
Somehow the sky fills itself back up with stars.
It gives me hope again, yes even allover the scattered glass, it’s there.
Then I know I am blessed.

Xo