
Find your cracks, find the breaks in what you’ve been, find them and stop pretending they do not exist. I don’t care how broken you are, I don’t care how afraid of the rusted nails you have become, I care about the light that passes through the holes in you, I love them for allowing it. You have never been broken, you have just been waiting patiently to make room for all the light. I have never been lost, I have just been waiting to find you again.
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Published on March 11, 2015 06:02