#healing heart

[histhoughtslately]

Choose wisely…

#navigateyourwater

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Healing Heart

[writethestory365]

If only I had enough words to describe how good God is to me —

[noiseunheard]

[feehippielove]

I will no longer exist in spaces where I am not valued, seen, respected, and loved.

I know my worth.

I know how I deserve to be treated.

I know how I deserve to be loved.

I know what I'm willing to accept and what I'm not willing to accept.

Everyday I wake up and choose to love myself and wish the same self love for others. I am unable to love someone, the way they deserve to be loved, if they do not already love themselves.

[keepmyeyesonthehorizon]

Healing Heart

When Louis decides to open his orthopedic clinic in the same building as Liam's vet clinic and right next door to the best coffee shop there is in town, where Liam's crush happens to work, he never expects to meet a clumsy yet charming, adorable dimpling stranger that makes him question all of his previous beliefs about himself. After a not so pretty sexuality crisis, Louis starts to think he may not be as straight as he once thought.

Queue self doubt, self discovery, a lot of misunderstandings, awkward encounters, awkward boners, new friendships, a whole new family, a little bit of angst and a lifetime ahead.

A fic only written in my head.

[hibiscus-ships]

I wish Jakurai's birthday wasn't during the work week so I could do something fun. Happy birthday bby 😚 🌺

[sadiahakim]

The real pain is not that the people around you don't see you making efforts to cling on to life, the heartbreak is they see it, make fun of it, and then unsee it.

Sadia Hakim

[histhoughtslately]

Make sure you pay attention and look closely. You will always be shown clarity; and exactly when you need to see it…

[aleesabella]

Zara Bas

[okayepoems]

my head feels like it is full of pressure today

like the clouds hanging low in the sky are somehow pushing all of the air down from behind my eyes to the back of my neck.

i went for a walk in a skirt and this new long coat. i bought a coffee and i cried on the walk back.

these are the hard days

the resting days

the ones where i catch up on energy lost in the past days

and it feels hard to do anything

i’m on the verge of a panic mostly

staying grounded is difficult when my body doesn’t quite know what we’re doing yet.

and the comfort of that house is calling me

the comfort of all the people and places that i have walked away from are calling me

they always do this when my heart breaks anew

they tell me that things weren’t so bad back then

and i’d feel so much better

if i returned back to them

i think of all the beds

all the hands

all the arms and sweaters and hairs and coats

and the showers that i’ve stood in

roofs i’ve been under

all the closets i’ve packed and arranged

the floors i have stood upon

sat upon

been fucked upon

and on days like today when my body is weary and i feel soggy

every single one of them calls out to me

you could call it nostalgia

or you could call it reflection

could call it a learned habit

but it doesn’t matter anyway

because their voices are sweet

and their words almost convince me

that i was wrong and shouldn’t have left

and i’d be better off if i went back

to beds that were soft

but still sliced me open

to warm showers and sweet smelling towels

that would run down and

over my frozen body

but the fragrance was never strong enough to overpower the aching.

i don’t have an appetite for the forbidden fruit of my past any longer

all that i desire is the harvest of my labours

of bright glowing apples and cherries

and cucumbers and lemons

and potatoes and carrots

and boundaries and honesty

and self protection and caring for my wounds like i’m a small bird

left out in the cold and in need of some food.

all i wish to taste now

is the sweetness of my own garden

the one in my mouth

behind my eyes

inside my ribs

and in between my thighs.

though tempting the past may sometimes be

its golden glow and empty promises no longer capture me

and i am reserved to now stay here in the present

in this current vision of a brown couch and open suitcase and two pairs of socks and an almost new tube of toothpaste.

i’m alive and i’m back in the city that feels more like an old friend now

and it feels like the beginning to a movie that i would really enjoy now

so i’ll sit back and let the lights dim down low

so i can pay closer attention to the details

and the colours woven into this show.

[katfreee]

It's okay to still get emotional over things you thought you've healed from.

[i-will-rise-empowered]

Just Love

Just Love isn’t enough.

Goals and needs, need to be met.

I can love you until I’m blue in the face,

But what would that do.

Other than put me in an early grave.

I can love you and you can love me,

But if that’s all it is,

We shouldn’t meet.

Cause you and me together,

Should never be.

Just cause we love each other,

Doesn’t mean we’re meant to be.

I still am learning and letting go.

I feel the emotions out,

Process it and go,

I miss you, I do.

But what ifs never work,

And neither, did we.

Only did, when we were in it like a team.

Our minds need to align,

And what we want in life,

But we choose different sides.

[feehippielove]

For you: I love you 🫶🏿

If no one else has told you today - I love you. You're worthy of love, your life has value and I'm happy that you still have breath in your body. I know that every day isn't easy and there will be tough days ahead but, I believe in you. I believe that you can build a better future for yourself, achieve all you want in life and you will be the version of yourself that exists in your mind. If you don't believe in yourself, just know I do and one day - I hope you will too 🫂🫶🏿

🤗❤️💋*Forehead kisses*💋❤️🤗

🫂🫶🏿I wish everyone happy healing and a loving season 🫶🏿🫂

For me: I have so much love in my life that it's blinding. In my naivety, I neglected to see what I had and I hyper focused on what I did not.

I'm grateful to be unconditionally loved by all my parents and my siblings. I'm grateful to be loved by my aunts, my uncles, my cousins, my extended family, and my friends.

The wealth of love in my life is tear-inducing 🥹 Praise the Creator: for I am fortunate to have so much love in my life and I wish this soul-warming joy upon others. I will share what I can.

[worldofjam]

• —

I smiled, one last time,

while looking back,

on you and I.

I am glad,

that you are fine,

years after, we drifted apart.

see you in another lifetime.

[keepmyeyesonthehorizon]

Sunday snipet

Nobody tagged me, I just wanted to do it because I'm really proud of how this fic is going. This is my first fanfic written completely in English, it's a project I've been trying to start since the beginning of the year and now that it's here I can't wait to finish it.

This one os for the @romcom1dficfest

Louis started to speak, but the doorbell rang again. He turned so quickly to look at who was entering that his neck hurt a little. A group of uniformed students came clattering in. Why the hell was that bell making his heart skip a beat? "We need to go, we're gonna be late" Liam said, linking his arm in Louis's. Louis looked at the door one more time, no one came in and the bell didn't ring and yet he felt like he expected something from it. As if that glass door that brought a beam of sunlight into the coffee shop could tell him something. "Nice to see you again guys," Louis said taking a sip of his coffee. "See you later." Liam practically whispered to Zayn. "See you," Zayn whispered back. "See you later, honey boo boo!" Niall put both hands on his face staring at Louis theatrically. "See you later, Cherry Pie!" Louis extended his arms in Niall's direction. "God, is this some kind of punishment?" Liam asked, looking up at the ceiling. Zayn, however, found Niall and Louis' interaction so funny that his face was red with laughter and small tears were streaming down his face. "And you encourage them!" Liam said through gritted teeth to Zayn as he pulled Louis toward the exit door. "I'll see you tonight," Zayn said through chuckles. Liam rolled his eyes and finally pulled Louis out of the coffee shop, who continued to blow kisses to Niall. "I like that one, he seems like a nice guy," Louis said as they hit the sidewalk. "Zayn?"  "No, Niall, he has a good sense of humor" Liam stopped right in front of the clinic staring at his best friends in disbelief.  "It's strictly forbidden for you two to be friends." "I'll have coffee every day after lunch without fail." "I hate you," Liam said, pushing Louis into the clinic building.  "You love me." "Go to work, Louis."