Find The Goddess Inside Yourself Instead Of

My Heart Is A Teacup With Hairline Cracks. I Feel Like I Have To Walk Real Carefully So It Won't Get Shaken And Just All Shatter And Break.

The Circus Tent Was Flowing Pale In The Rain Like A Fleshy Flower Lit From Within. It Seemed To Bloom In The Downpour. Drops Of Rain Caught On Rafe's Eyelashes, Blinding Him As The Circus Light Struck Them. He Groped For The Flap, That Slit In The Fabric That Would Reveal Her To Him. She Was On The Rope Again, Her Skirt Flashing With Tiny Mirrors, Hair Braided With Petals. He Looked Up At Her, Dizzy With It, Seeing Her Face Framed In The Parasol. There Were Bluish Shadows Around Her Eyes.

Everything Was Chocolate Ice Cream And Kisses And Wind.

If You Were A Mermaid, You Said, If You Were A Mermaid, I Was The Sea.

The Wishes Might Not Come True The Way You Think They Will, Not Everything Will Be Perfect, But Love Will Come Because It Always Does, Because Why Else Would It Exist And It Will Make Everything Hurt A Little Less. You Just Have To Believe In Yourself.