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Beautiful things shouldn’t be boxed. It eventually dims their light.
Wildflowers. They’re beauty and defiance.
You’re important. You have me. And there’s nothing about you I want to fix. There’s nothing about you that needs fixing.
Perhaps, I love yous were meant to feel this big. To make you feel this naked. This exposed. So big you were terrified to hurt. So safe no one could touch you. Perhaps to love was to leave a mark. And perhaps I no longer wanted to run from that.
