Tag: hope

her own, let it go…

Frankly, she was sick of living in her own head. She fought to be free. She would not let the chaos muddle her happy. For she was made to walk amongst wildflowers and set other’s souls free.

change…

Her world was changing… and though she mourned another ending, she was becoming more and more ready for this new chapter to begin.

possibility…

“Is it possible love,” she heard her Father whisper, “That you mean as much to them, as they do to you?”  

held…

She didn’t know what she would do when her fingers found his. Perhaps, she thought, she would never let go.  

confidence, hoped for…

She thought she could be the answer to his prayers, because she knew he was the answer to hers.

her personal tragedy…

Frankly… She was sick (worn, exhausted, broken) of being the third wheel to her friends’ epic love lives…  

heart’s desire (not a micropoem)…

There’s a sort of beauty in the pain of things not-yet-come… An ugly tears, sobbing so hard it hurts, sort of beauty. And it’s oftentimes so hard to cherish these moments because they, well, uh hurt. Tonight I had the privilege of watching some true desires of my heart play out on the big screen….

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songs of them…

Nestled by the fire,  she took it all in. Thoughts of him and her,  and them, accompanied by the steady beating of her ever-racing heart.  

shine through…

Her imperfections made her beautiful. . . . For in her weaknesses did God’s strength shine through.