I believe there’s an art to letting go

I believe there’s an art to letting go
It’s delicate and tenuous and tender
Devoid of words that make sense
So maybe I can show you how it feels to me
Letting go, to me means setting myself and you
Free…because we were all meant to be free
I know this…yet I struggle to let go
So maybe I can show you how it feels to me
It’s delicate and tenuously tender
Like the sadness of saying goodbye
To something or someone you hold dear
because we were all meant to be free
I believe there’s an art to letting go

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💗Happy Sunday💗

💗Happy Sunday💗

Love doesn’t need a reason
Love doesn’t always make sense
Love doesn’t always mean no risk
Love doesn’t mean we don’t try
Love doesn’t mind if it’s misunderstood
Love only asks that we try
I think that’s all we can do
And let the rest go

💗Happy Sunday💗

The Front Steps of my Heart

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I gathered all my expectations
About how life should look
How things should be
I realized it was time
I wrapped them in a bow
and lay them gently on
The Front Steps of My Heart

Sometimes you have to let it all go.


Sometimes you have to let it all go. Still believing that someday it will be okay! 

All those dreams will come true…right now you just can’t see them…

💜💜💜💜m

I think sometimes people forget I had dreams. I’ve been waiting for one for 20+ years but I never stop believing.