How do you let someone love you?
How do you look at all the pieces and shatters and sharp edges and cracks and somehow through all that they see a beautiful technicolor stain-glass window...
How do you stop yourself from running when all you want to do is run into their arms?
How do you tell your mind that this feeling is not dying... it's truly living and it's ok.
I used to think I was good at allowing myself to feel everything like a wave washing over me and once it's gone accepting that it's gone. Not attaching to anything just floating along, but yesterday was like a storm of waves crashing over me and I felt like all I could do was try to surf.
The truth of the matter is in the past the people who have stuck around in my life have happened organically almost like one of those plans you have and sometimes you water and yet it just lives, but as I have grown to collect more plants I learn how to take care of them.
Here's to figuring it out.