Aren’t you tired of placing your heart in hands that will never truly understand how to hold it ?
can’t you feel it every time you give pieces of yourself to those who don’t deserve it ?
You are not a lonely whole filler
Your body is not meant to be a space heater until it is replaced by someone else
you make yourself small to fit into spaces that you can feel your wings being squeezed within
You are not anything close to mediocre,
so why would you assume that the way you love would be anything less than meteor shower– shame reversed in the garden,
A love that just sings finally finally finally
Why would you assume that the way that love will find you will not be storybook
Would not be be handwritten, type written in the moment, would not breathe out redemption
Would not be a glimpse or the way that Jesus loves in human touch
Would not be the most beautiful mix of imperfection and chaotic perfection
This love will be yours
It will be worth waiting for
Girl, your heart is too restless for setting