he is not the sun, and you are not the trees.
you don't need him to thrive.
YOU ARE READING
liberosis
PoetryA journey I made through heartbreak. When I felt everything entirely too much. When all I wanted was to let go and hold on. To drown and to swim all at once. This is my story of learning to soak in liberosis. Enjoy. xx
realization
he is not the sun, and you are not the trees.
you don't need him to thrive.
