Begin To See Her Blossom....

There are two types of ‘tired’, I suppose. One is a dire need of sleep, the other is the dire need of peace.

In the end. we all just want someone that chooses us. Over everyone else. Under any circumstances.

what i like about her is that she blooms whether you water her or not. whether you give her light or not. she exists without your existence.

Find someone who pays attention. Who runs their fingers over your every scar; and asks where each one came from. Find someone who knows how you like your coffee; what song makes you want to roll the windows down and slam on the gas pedal. Find someone who takes in your smallest details; who notices the things you thought no one ever would. And then…when you find them… Be their someone, too.

You can’t force someone to keep their word, or to communicate, or to realize that something special is in front of them.

Self-Discovery VII: Self-Actualization

Stained Leaves

Never lie to someone who trusts you, and never trust someone who lies to you.