There’s a History in These Bones

& now I’m relearning how to love from my past selves.

I’ve literally been reading my old journals, old blogs,

old texts, reminding myself of what love looks like.

I know that my love was minimized out of fear,

but I also know that I have the capability of loving

fully. I know I’ve done it before.

I’m capable of loving without limits,

without boundaries, without fear,

because it’s already a part of my history.

I’ve already lived it.

So here’s to digging up the past

in an attempt to revive love.

Breaking down big bad walls of protection,

and remembering what it’s like to love without limits

or a ridiculous fear of loving too hard.

May love be louder than the rest.