Proof
a poem by kalyn cherise
[inspiration] — i feel like people shy away from and cringe at the word. “love.” see, i just said it—and it either did that, or it intrigued you. like, “okay, i’m listening...”—and even that hesitancy to fully pursue comes from the after effect of maybe a time when love—even if it was a good love—left some harshness behind for whatever reason or reasons. and, in some cases, it may not have even been “love.” just a strong attachment that lasted for some time. either way, i’m always gonna wanna be like, “uh huh, keep talking” when it comes to love. because i know how great the real thing can be. i’m proof.
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have no regrets about the love you’ve given. feel in every instance
you are doing yourself a favor—that is just how powerful your love is; feeling love for others reflects a feeling of love for yourself.
the inevitable: setbacks that come with later realizations, dis - coverings of imbalanced exchanges (plans, projects, people).
lessons of life that teach you to better decide when/not to cultivate that energy.
hold tighter, still, to that feeling. allow the lessons to propel, to tweak, to reinforce:
“how can i, where can i, with whom can i love better?”
About the Creator
kalyn cherise
southern made. lover of laughter. spiritualist. (wannabe) traveler. wine fiend. foodie. makeup enthusiast. music head. passionate about people. cats > dogs. #blacklivesmatter • #lovewins • #thefutureisfemale ••• www.kayesthetic.com •••
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