There is no beginning or end when it comes to matters of the heart. Everything ties together, as the roots are just as much a part of a tree as its branches.
I lost myself for awhile in love. It’s easy to forget who you are when you’re constantly trying to mold yourself into a different shape.
But healing is never easy. You can’t break off a branch and expect it to be the same when it grows back.
Some days I feel more whole than broken, while other days I feel more broken than whole. Life is never predictable, even when I try to control it – no one can walk forward with their feet tied to a chain.
The wind has a way of creating ripples in my life – patterns of waves that either tether or teach me how to ride out the storm. Sometimes I swim, and sometimes I drown, but I always survive.