The greatest fall
The world has fallen apart on me numerous times. And each time it falls apart, the hole in my heart and parts of soul fall apart as well. In these times of darkness, I am trying to remind myself that I am courageous and that it will get better. I'm that girl. One with strength for the world to see within sweaty palms of my fragile hands; powerful enough to go through my broken world and rebuilding it one step at a time, one piece at a time. Sometimes I wonder, how can someone have so much strength and courage fall apart over the smallest things? It's like, everything touches my soul and I become so vulnerable to everything. Even with the ones I love most, I am such. You could be miles away from me but if my eyes fall in love with the curve of your smile or that little sparkle in your eyes when your name gently rolls off my tongue, my soul instantly becomes a soft grain of sand. Everything seems to touch and hurt me tremendously. How can I ever let myself be this weak? Having