Hiding In My Poetry: She.

“She loves the smell of warm coffees, bloomed flowers and her favorite perfume. She lives to feel the beating of your heart and the breeze on her skin.

She stays silent when her hands are shaking and she can’t understand. She’ll never admit it but if she could, she would tell you.

You are what keeps her heart awake. You are her sunlight on a rainy day. You are the most precious gift life has to offer.

Don’t be scared, love. You have to bloom a thousand times more to live each and every moment with love and passion.

Allow yourself to bloom. Be patient with yourself. Bloom softly and beautifully. Bloom wherever you are.

“One day, you will look back and see that all along you were blooming.” 💐🌷🌸”

 

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