we have wilderness hearts, we get restless with the moon
– butterflies rising
“for so long i thought if i could just become. enough. that it would be enough for him to be good to me”
– butterflies rising
for so long
i wanted you to hold me
until i realized how small you
needed me to be to fit
within your grasp
– butterflies rising
you’re allowed to be soft and vulnerable and to have so much depth…
– butterflies rising
“she’s flowers and fire”
– butterflies rising