Sometimes You Have to Be Alone

What do you have?

Do you know who you are?

It’s so easy to fall in love.

And it’s never planned.

You don’t have to fall in love with one person.

Or anyone at all.

Fall in love with the flower growing in your front yard,

Fall in love with the way his eyes squint when he smiles,

Fall in love with the dew drops falling off the strings of a spider web,

Fall in love with the little rainbow that the glare of your window made,

Fall in love with the sky or the little old lady you saw in the cafe,

You don’t have to fall in love with a person,

Fall in love with life.

Every goosebump,

Every scrape,

Every strand of hair,

Every wrinkle on every finger,

Makes up for all of the pieces of yourself that you’re still mending.

Every layer

every nail bed

and every vein

Hides the secrets you’re trying to keep.

But keeping them from yourself will not do any good.

Mend your own cuts.

Trust yourself.

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