The moment I fell in love with myself, was when he fell out of love with me.

Love is wild. It holds so much power, in so many forms.

It’s sweet and salty

-it can make you feel so empty, or full.

I love love.

Even the bad parts.

Though, it has taken me almost three decades to realise

that I dont need to find love in other places.

All the love I have ever needed was right here, in my own heart.

Thats not to say, that I don’t love in other places too. I do.

But I’ve spent the last ten years of my life,

living for other people;

Loving, for other people.

And now it’s my time to shine.

To do something big, just for me.

I’m not running away anymore.

I’m filling myself to the brim with love and letting it flow out into the open.

Sharing it with all who I meet.

Love belongs to no man or woman,

it belongs to us all,

to love and be loved in return,

is the greatest gift of all,

but who says we cannot love and be loved by ourselves.

I think this will be a poignent part of my begining again,

because, how can you expect anyone else to love you,

if you can't even love yourself.

You are perfect. You are whole.

You are Love.

You. Are. Love.