The questions that truly matter in life are remarkably few, and they are all answered by these words—’Come to Me.’

Oswald Chambers, My Utmost for His Highest (via laurenarlene)

I can never unlove you. I’ll just love you in different ways now.

Instead of holding your hand, I’m holding onto pen and paper and my thoughts of you.

Instead of being in your presence, I am missing you with an aching heart.

Instead of smiling at you, I’m smiling of the memories of what used to be.

I am loving you in different ways. Loving you was the greatest lesson I’ve ever learned. You taught me how selfishness can destroy this thing we call love. How two people can be so right for each other and still not make it.

You would think that after a year I would be over this by now. But for some reason I am holding onto us. I have a feeling we will find our ways back to each other. That I taught you a lesson too and that we can learn from them and be the best versions of ourselves.

I’m not waiting for this to happen, but if it did one day it will be the best thing to happen to us and I can go back to loving you the way that screams how much you mean to me.

I don’t think our story tells of heartache, or brokenness.
I think its still being written
And one day our story will scream redemption.

And I am so excited for that.

Unsent Letters to You (sjm)

Do not try to be pretty. You weren’t meant to be pretty; you were meant to burn down the earth and graffiti the sky. Don’t let anyone ever simplify you to just ‘pretty’.

Things I Wish My Mother Had Taught Me | d.a.s. (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)