The burst of sun rose up to see the flowers shivering and alive, their faces bright with curious life.

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The burst of sun rose up to see the flowers shivering and alive, their faces bright with curious life.
All the great words - love, joy, happiness, were just a cocktail of experience in life.
It took me some days to know harmony with life. You, my love, are the end to my despair.
The overwhelming pressure of that romantic illusion. Fate hardly matters. You adapt to believe there is an absolute one for you.
My heart, it broke, but on a warm spring day of sunshine I realized my feelings have come back all it took was the touch of passionate love.
My soul, my mind, my heart. The bleeding parts cauterized, and I stopped being afraid. It is freedom.
I am coming to life in the lovely universe. Believe me, a slow, spiritual, extraordinary change is going to show in me.
Live a life of hopeless romanticism.
As far as I could see, my life is a waiting game, the wheels of anxiety focus all my attention on the past.
Change your life, you are a survivor.