Dear daughter,
Don’t you feel right now how every little thing is just enough or a little too much?
Wishing for something better, wanting something nice...
Melancholic from the past.
You and him on the beach.
It’s in your system.
But now you’re just walking away.
Back to where it all started but you haven’t just started.
You’ve seen and felt it all.
It’s time to finish the circle and be grateful for the past.
And the pain can still be there.
You are ready to face it.
It’s ok.
It’s just sliding off your tired body that feels heavy on your soul.
It’s ok cause you’re going back to where you belong.
Finally you’re ready.
Back where you belong.
It’s ok.
The journey’s over.
Jun 22, 2020
Jun 22, 2020 at 9:57 AM UTC
Dear daughter,
Don’t you feel right now how every little thing is just enough or a little too much?
Wishing for something better, wanting something nice...
Melancholic from the past.
You and him on the beach.
It’s in your system.
But now you’re just walking away.
Back to where it all started but you haven’t just started.
You’ve seen and felt it all.
It’s time to finish the circle and be grateful for the past.
And the pain can still be there.
You are ready to face it.
It’s ok.
It’s just sliding off your tired body that feels heavy on your soul.
It’s ok cause you’re going back to where you belong.
Finally you’re ready.
Back where you belong.
It’s ok.
The journey’s over.
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