I Think I Could Heal If I Knew All The Answers. If I Truly Knew Why Were All Here; How We Even Really

i think i could heal if i knew all the answers. if i truly knew why we’re all here; how we even really got here in the first place. if i knew all the pain i’ve suffered through would be worth it in the end. if i knew i learned enough lessons in this lifetime to at least take a break before i come back here again… because i do want to come back. i want to have a better experience next time. i want my soul to continue gaining all the newfound knowledge that will arise in the years to come. but i want to be able to take a break after all of this, if even just for a short while, because i am so tired all the time. my soul is tired; battered, bruised…slowly withering away into nothing but ash and stone. i dont want to become cold. i need to know my brothers soul will be the first to greet me on the other side when i cross over. i need to finally tell him that i love him, because i couldnt when he was still alive. and my god, i think i’ll shatter like glass when i see the rainbow appear

writing just requires so many words. and you need to pick all of them and then also put them in an order. oh boy

“We all have souls of different ages.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“I know I’m not easy to love. I’m a chronic over-thinker. I overreact more than I should…And every once in a while, I might be a little insecure. But if I am in love with you, I can promise you wholeheartedly that you will be loved with so much passion and intensity that you’ll forget what life felt like before I came along. You will always be cared for and you will always have someone in your corner. Maybe I’m not the best at being loved - But I like to think I’m pretty good at loving.”

— Chelsea Carroll