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To the women who feel like giving up: everything is temporary. No matter how bad things are right now, it shall pass. And tomorrow is another day to get back up and fight, just like we’ve always done.
Loving yourself was a journey, one that had its ups and downs. Every day was a struggle when you were constantly reminded that your body didn’t fit society’s standards. Avery pinched her ass cheek between her fingers. Some days were easier than others. On those ones, she could look at herself in the mirror and think So what if my belly isn’t toned? Or my thighs are full of stretch marks? “They are the map of your body’s history,” her grandma used to say. “Be kind to yourself.”
Her love for the rain was unmatched, though for those who didn’t know anything about her, it would probably seem weird.
I would like to dedicate it to someone who always felt like home during my darkest and loneliest moments. Someone who reminded me of where I come from, no matter where I was, like an anchor to who I am deep inside. I don’t know where in the world she is now, but Avery, this one’s for you.”
She missed him. She missed him looking at her like that, making her feel safe and loved. She missed him feeling like home.
“Then, stop reading romance novels. You’re hurting yourself with all your dreamy ‘book boyfriends.’” Everybody laughed and sighed because, yeah … real-life men could never measure up to book boyfriends.
“We're not over, baby. We can never be. As long as I’m breathing, my heart is yours. It always has been.”
Their love story reminded her of encores artists did during shows, leaving the stage for a while, the crowd going wild, only to come back with one final song that would end the evening on the highest note. That’s what this was. Their last encore. One last song that would last for the rest of their lives, after an eventful, thrilling, heartbreaking show.
