oh, thank heavens!

May 2020, archive

You have made it.

You decided lust wasn’t enough.

A man wrote a copy of the manual to your heart to replace the one that was stolen.

For you. From you. For you.

Without asking.

Just out of the kindness of his heart he had the capacity to share.

You’ll sabotage things between you two, before things even get the chance to grow. You’ll dream. You’ll execute.

I’m watching you bloom like a lotus.

You really do wear this new air of understanding.

Maybe he’ll return to you.

Maybe he won’t.

Do you wish for his happiness or long for his vessel?

To possess.

To process loss.

You don’t have to let this go,

But you absolutely have to let it be.

Wanting him to be free is the freest you’ve ever been.

Until then, stay crazy.

Unconditional.

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Pull me closer.

- Note to Self

There’s a heart underneath all that mess.

ok, love.