I hope you find happiness here just like how I found mine in the hands of the people I love so dearly. I hope you know that there may be so much fear in being known, but there's also magic that comes with that fear. When you believe, it's when flower starts to bloom in your heart and hope begins to thrive. Let them in. Let your lungs breathe the oxygen you're meant to inhale. Allow yourself to be subjected to the ordeal of being known because nothing ever beats a space where you do not have to constantly walk on eggshells in fear of losing people.
Make a habit of conquering your fear in the little steps you take.
It doesn't have to be known.
It just have to be genuine.
-Silly me
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When flowers start to bloom
PoetryThis book talks about the beauty of gratefulness, the grace in falling, and the glory of dusting off your dress and standing up again.
