𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 " i wish i could say i am a light that never goes out, but i flicker from time to time. " // oh, little one, you have burned so quietly for so long, haven't you? burnt yourself out trying to give others light? wishing, desperately, that they would notice the way your hands shake or the wildflower bruises under your tired eyes. but they never have, have they? and so, it obviously wasn't bad? right? you had more to give, didn't you? how much could you pour yourself out before they noticed ? it is all you've ever known, after all. help, help, help, help. ( are you providing it, or begging for it? ) but you've given too much, spread yourself too thin, didn't you? you are so heavy, so tired. you have spent your life carrying for others the way you wished someone would care for you. but you're worried, aren't you? that if you can't be what they need, if you can't be the pillar for others to lean on, they'll leave you. what you seek is home, a safe place to rest and be taken care of. and little light, you deserve it. you have earned it. you are worth more than what you can provide for others : you deserve the same care you so freely give out. they will love you all the same, honey. set down the world, and rest that weary heart of yours.
𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐁𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐏 // there is something you believe in, be it an oath, a phrase, a promise. it’s what keeps the bishop on the diagonal path it takes on the board. you live by this creed and infect others with it. you are empathetic, able to feel others’ pain like it’s your own, and offer advice or help to them. but be careful, because every bleeding heart runs out of blood eventually. every leader crumbles to the next generation eventually.
𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 // you are so lonely. you are miserable in your solitude. you hate that you cannot bring yourself to reach out, to ask for help. you will be forgotten by all who never knew you. your biggest fear is that you will die alone, and you know this fear will be seen to fruition. you refuse to extend yourself beyond the box that others put you in. and it is a box that no one dare come near. you are lonely because you are afraid of yourself.
