The Strength in our Scars

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You are going to find them—the person who understands
just what it means to be in love with the softness
you hold between your palms. You are going to
find them—the person who comprehends the brevity
of a soul that aches with hope and overflows with the
feeling to a point of destruction sometimes. You are
going to find them, and they will understand when
you are anxious, or overwhelmed, or when you just
need to fold into the corners of your heart for a few
hours. They will understand that the past broke you,
and built you, and left you to navigate the mess of
what it means to be a human that has loved and lost
and trusted with every inch of their being. They will
understand. On your good days and on your bad
days. On the days when you are a shining example
of everything you want to be and on the days when
you shrink into your healing. I promise you—they will
come along, and you will know because your bones
will ache with knowing. You will know because your
heart will recognize itself in the heart of someone else.
You will know, because for once, you won’t be afraid.
Everything will be calm, and something deep within
you will soften, something deep within you will say,
“it is time.”