You have to envision it, no matter how hard life fights
you. You have to see yourself out of the messiness, out
of the dark. You have to envision it—you in Paris, or
Rome, or wherever the hell your heart wants to go,
with your best friend, feeling like the whole world is
opening up for you. You have to envision it—the small
apartment in your favorite city that you share with
someone who is your biggest fan, the both of you sitting
on the couch sipping coffee and reminiscing about
all of the small and nameless things you got to share
together. You have to envision it—the mornings you
wake up and there is no heaviness in your chest, no
lump in your throat. You have to envision it—the survival.
The hope. The version of yourself you can’t, and
won’t, give up on. You have to envision it; you have to
hold on to whatever it is that fills you with courage,
because the world needs you here. It needs you.
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The Strength in our Scars
PoetryBy Bianca Sparacino - this tackles the gut-wrenching but relatable experiences of moving on, self-love, and ultimately learning to heal. In this book you will find peace, you will find a rock, you will find understanding, and you will find hope. Rem...
