The scars of one’s romantic endeavors are often the kind that remains years after their initial impact.
Instead of dispelling this sense of despair or perceived loneliness, I want to encourage myself and others to own it.
I am grateful to see that love comes into my life every day.
A hummingbird. A summer breeze.
Everything changes. One day, you wake up and you realize that you can start again.
You just gotta keep breathing and keep moving.