Not even all the love in the world could stitch you back together the very same way again. I know that now. I know. And maybe someday he will see it that way too. Maybe someday he will see that we are all fighting our own personal battles, and sometimes those battles don't fit well together. Sometimes our battles put together just create a whole new war. Sometimes those wars aren't worth putting your boots back on for. And sometimes it's the hardest thing, taking off your armor and giving up when you've been so used to constant day to day war cries and shrapnel. To let chaos consume you, to wait for it to pass over, is paralyzing. But all I know is you are tired, and you are too beautiful and wild to be kept down for long. All I know is I want you to find your calm after the storm.
I know you must go but before you do— please understand that this knowing and feeling of y o u even before we met was never limited to this place it is a continuum on the spectrum of time and space that power of seeing into the soul's eye recognition of spirit talking straight into "I" gentle wisdom, soft words with burning truth hard lessons learned from the echoes of youth reaching out, into skies voices in the night ready to battle enemies for each other's spirit-fight and no matter where you go into the dark , into stars I am here. You are there. A couple million miles, but not really so far I will always listen to it.. that quiet vibe beneath the surface and I know that sometimes changing place is also changing purpose So, yeah, while I will miss seeing the letters of your name that is not the real essence that is not the aim A slight switch for you in direction, but on the same road we stay let's face it: Our hearts are bound up with each other anyway
Write. Write so much your hand aches from long nights spent love-making to your paper. Write because the word dandelion is beautiful, and so are girls and so is life. Think less about why he hurt you and more about words similar to fearless or independent. Question the stanzas, but stop at nothing to bleed the pain of yesterday.