I lay here wondering what if no one ever falls in love with me? What if I’m only loved to fill the gaps between friendship and complications? What if I’m only needed to feel something a little more than what was less? What if this is all the heartfelt emotion anyone ever feels when they look at me?
-what if, what if, what if
“With awareness there comes choice. And so you are able to say: “I allow this moment to be as it is”. And then, suddenly, where before there was irritation, there is now a sense of aliveness and peace. And out of that comes right action.”
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Eckhart Tolle
(via spiritualgateway)
“You’re proof that destruction can be beautiful.”
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