I Must Belong Somewhere Quotes

“Sorry” is a nice word. “Sorry” means feelings were considered. “Sorry” means “I learned.” And love? Love means having the courage to say you’re sorry.”
― Dawn Lanuza, I Must Belong Somewhere: Poetry and Prose

“The thought of being in the same place as you scares me, but staying away from you for too long scares me in a different way.”
― Dawn Lanuza, I Must Belong Somewhere: Poetry and Prose

“Freedom is looking at your things and thinking, I don't need all of this.”
― Dawn Lanuza, I Must Belong Somewhere: Poetry and Prose

“There's a tiny bookshop
with pocket-sized stories
and a chocolatier
with his chocolate covered cherries.
A cafe that was named after a cat
that makes the perfect cup
and a bench in the middle
in case one needs to stop.”
― Dawn Lanuza, I Must Belong Somewhere: Poetry and Prose

“The quiet life. The simple dream. Contentment. Maybe that’s what I’ve always been seeking.”
― Dawn Lanuza, I Must Belong Somewhere: Poetry and Prose

“They’re playing our song; I don’t feel the need to call you, out of nowhere. — moving on”
― Dawn Lanuza, I Must Belong Somewhere: Poetry and Prose

“Sometimes you feel the weight of another person’s love sink you further. The expectations, the responsibility of being loved— you’re not sure you were built for that. To love is to be accountable, and when it gets bad, you want all strings snapped. But you have been looking at love the wrong way. It is not a stone that sinks you down. Love is the anchor
that grounds you when you drift off lost.”
― Dawn Lanuza, I Must Belong Somewhere: Poetry and Prose

“You have to learn how to be gentle. Your hands are calloused, and sometimes your desire to fix yourself comes with such a brute force that you end up hurting yourself more. You need to return. Keep asking for counsel because you are lost in your own
thoughts. Admission, that’s the first step. Acceptance is next.”
― Dawn Lanuza, I Must Belong Somewhere: Poetry and Prose

“I look forward to the day I won’t feel bad just because somebody decided I’m not good enough.”
― Dawn Lanuza, I Must Belong Somewhere: Poetry and Prose

“Go ask the question: how do you want to be loved?
Use it as a map. — What’s your love language?”
― Dawn Lanuza, I Must Belong Somewhere: Poetry and Prose

“You also disappeared, didn’t you? You ran to a far enough place to avoid what was happening to you and everyone you knew. But even with the distance, you learned: no amount of miles could make you
any less frightened. There’s a scribble at the bottom of a page of your old notebook. Once you were afraid, too. Someone once told you: whatever it is that scares you, do that.”
― Dawn Lanuza, I Must Belong Somewhere: Poetry and Prose

“She allows herself to be called a wanderer, but she always knew that her goal was to settle: to find herself satisfied, to no longer wonder what was missing from her life.”
― Dawn Lanuza, I Must Belong Somewhere: Poetry and Prose

“Her mind carries all of the worry and the weight. Sometimes, when she’s in a new place, wandering and learning its streets, she just hears herself sighing, I must belong somewhere. She hasn’t found it yet, but she hasn’t given up on the idea of it.”
― Dawn Lanuza, I Must Belong Somewhere: Poetry and Prose

“Your friends took photos. You weren't in them at all. Cruel reminder.- You left us awhile ago”
― Dawn Lanuza, I Must Belong Somewhere: Poetry and Prose

“I didn't want to just survive this life. I wanted to live.”
― Dawn Lanuza, I Must Belong Somewhere: Poetry and Prose

“Some things you love won't always serve their purpose. You have to let go.”
― Dawn Lanuza, I Must Belong Somewhere: Poetry and Prose

“I must find a way to still choose myself despite holding on to you.”
― Dawn Lanuza, I Must Belong Somewhere: Poetry and Prose

“Year twenty-nine was learning to say yes, knowing when to say no.

Finding a place, a familiar face, having the courage to go.”
― Dawn Lanuza, I Must Belong Somewhere: Poetry and Prose

“It's one thing to be a spectator of someone else's loneliness, another thing to be a prisoner of your own.”
― Dawn Lanuza, I Must Belong Somewhere: Poetry and Prose

“I am a suitcase; holding these things together, keeping them inside.”
― Dawn Lanuza, I Must Belong Somewhere: Poetry and Prose