Where do dreams come from? At one point, I thought I could distinguish between the dreams of the subconscious and the dreams that come from a place entirely different — perhaps the place we inhabit before we are born into this world? I thought I could tell the difference between ...
Brokenhearted girl,
what feels like the end is only the start of
something even better.
Unclench your fists,
Open your hands,
and watch everything that feels like it's falling apart
put you back together.
Intellectually, I understand the teaching of impermanence. I get that everything changes. I understand that relationships are no exception to the rule.
I surrender to the knowledge that I will never truly know the potential I saw in you,
that made me fight so damn hard to show you what you could have been.