The sun has come.
The mist has gone.
We see in the distance…
our long way home.
I was always yours to have.
You were always mine.
We have loved each other in and out of time.
When the first stone looked up at the blazing sun
and the first tree struggled up from the forest floor
Until you get comfortable with being alone, you’ll never know if you’re choosing someone out of love or loneliness.
— Mandy Hale (via sometimesanokaynotion)
Do not look at yourself with disgust, you are a gift to this earth. You are beautiful, you are a light, an energy, an essence. You are nature herself.
— Heidi Pickett (via sweetsafehavenofmine)