a few heartbeats ago, i could have never imagined being who i am today.
i was a broken little girl.
i poured salty tears into wounds that couldn't seem to heal.
it's funny how a person can grow, grow, grow.
it must be all the rain.
it has been raining every day since may turned to june.
and i can't imagine being in a better place.
dear friend, open your window and take the deepest breath
promise me that today, you are going to stop pretending to be someone you're not
instead, you are going to let your soul roam free
'till it comes home heaving under the weight of the beautiful sights that it has seen.
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