We are much deeper than our connection to anyone one person. We are pieces of everyone who has ever touched our lives.
We hold them like butterflies, with delicate wings dancing in our rib cage. Every experience, every lesson, every moment burned beneath our skin.
We hold them loosely in our fingertips. Letting go slightly but keeping them close enough to forget how they made us feel.
We are layered by experience and meaning, filtered through our minds. Creating our reality.
We are only hindered by our choice to set expectations for those who enter our world.
When we harden ourselves and avoid feeling the true tides of this one life, we cheat ourselves of further growth. We stand still in a limited perception.