And This Is How We Heal
This, too, is how we heal; forward, then back again. Such is the ebb and flow of our existence.
This, too, is how we heal; forward, then back again. Such is the ebb and flow of our existence.
Dear woman, you forget.
You forget she may be all those things.
But she isn’t you.
And you, with lips that bleed with the sacrifice of your heart.
I beg of you not to love me.
He tore in like a hurricane and ripped everything from you – your heart, your worth, your confidence, your hope.
You know the way, you have walked it before. It is your path. And these are your pieces. They belong to you.
Foolish girl, you turn away from the world because you believe you are defined by your past