The Real Love Story...

The real love story was always you and you. It was how you walked alone and learned what you needed to carry. It was how you began to see through your own eyes, and not someone else's. It was how you began to dig joy out from beneath your cynicism, how you slowly built your desires into form. It was how you learned what you like and don't, and what you came here to be.
The real love story was always how you opened your heart to yourself. It was how you embraced your imperfections and found strength within your vulnerability. It was how you forgave your past and allowed yourself to grow. It was how you nurtured your dreams with gentle persistence and became your own greatest advocate. It was how you discovered that the love you sought was always waiting within you, ready to bloom..💕