heartfelt

vimeo

© hope it gets to you- gina.b

Dear Little Girl ,

There will be a boy with sad eyes who will come into your life in a few years. He will be magnificent, and damaged with broken eyes and a poet’s soul, and you will want to help him with all your heart. And he will take your little heart that you offer so kindly and break it into a million star coloured pieces over and over again. But you will love him with as many colours there are in the universe, as many stars in the cosmos, as many patterns in the sky.

To you, I say: Stay. The best is yet to come.

Love,

The Girl Who Waited.

To live without 
feeling 
like an
apology.

To have the
world 
stop 
running 
away.

To understand
the
meaning of
love.

To feel.
To feel the
sunlight in my
bones. To feel the
stars kissing my teeth.
To feel it when they
say they care. To
feel happiness
like a stone
that won’t
sink.

To feel sad
ness like a
weathered,
moth eaten cloth.

To feel.
To feel.
To feel.

—  Darshana Suresh, “Heartfelt”