♡ this too shall pass ♡

The ability to walk away

The ability to manage your time

The ability to remain consistent

The ability to self analyze

The ability to learn how to learn

The ability to understand others

The ability to listen

The ability to express your thoughts and feelings

The ability to break down tasks

The ability to adapt

The ability to control your mind

The ability to ask for help

the glue needed to hold my tattered parts together

make the air I breathe no longer suffocate my lungs with every breath

I wish I would of been stronger when our souls were sewn together

maybe then I could of kept us from unraveling at the seams

I am left with the threads woven around my hands—wondering how to piece us back into one

Perhaps it isn't love when I say you are what I love the most- you are the knife I turn inside myself, this is love. This, my dear, is love.

–Franz Kafka