
I’m here to catch feelings.
The emotional unavailability ain’t cool no more. It kept me stagnant. Running away from myself. The only thing I was avoiding was years of emotional growth. I’m here to break through to the other side where the flowers grow. I no longer want to be tough. I want to be soft. Watered with love, summer scents, and springtime essence. I want to feel and be felt.
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