One Day: One day, you will heal One day, you will be grateful for the deepest cuts of pain One day, you will glance at yourself And see a stronger person through your reflection One day, you will kiss away your hurt... gently, and with grace Until then, use it all to propel you forward Like a white-hot pyre through your star-spangled eyes A fire to regenerate every shadowy cell And open your heart to every experience Knowing that one day You will search your heart And understand that love is the only thing to ever hold onto
Many people who experienced love their whole lives, in childhood and all throughout, do not know the worth of being loved as adults. People fed love on silver spoons don't feel the weight of love anymore. They don't feel the value of it because they always had it anyway. They are insatiable, they don't trust it, they always ask you for more! Fucking shits! It's the people who had to pull love out of cracks in the wall and out of holes in trees, who know the value of love, who feel the weight of love, even the smallest ounce of it! Love people who weren't loved. They're worth their weight in gold.
Higher Love: Fear, manipulation, dependency... And decimation of any part of who you are Is not based on a foundation of love Believe in a higher love One that sleeps and wakes on a bed of respect One that sings through a harmony of hope A higher love Born from recalling long-lost sweethearts of your soul Ancient hearts that feel like yours And love like yours
One day of being in the presence of someone you love is better than a thousand years of being in the presence of someone you admire.