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Maybe
Maybe... there were no wrong stops along our journey in life.
Maybe everywhere we stopped was just where we were meant to be.
Maybe our hearts were once shattered, or we felt true heartbreak more than just one time.
Maybe we cried alone in our struggle with our eyes darkened, always clouded by tears.
Maybe we were once broken, just lived day to day with the hurt, the dull aching pain left scars burned onto our hearts, and souls and our skin.
Maybe that even while broken we still forged ahead and made our way.
Maybe we fought the war bravely with each battle, with every last fight. Maybe we kept rising each day brimming with hope. Maybe that hope then sustained us and made us ready and alert.
Maybe the pain and the struggle was the lesson. We learned it in the trenches, from each loss and each win. We fell down but each time we got back up.
Maybe the strength that we needed was a fire that lay dormant in the darkness of our gut. Embers always flickered just waiting to be nurtured, to grow into flame.
Maybe the fire that raged was passion fueled by our belief in ourselves.
Maybe passion brought on healing. Knit the holes in our hearts. Washed the tears from our faces and once we cleared our eyes we could finally see the message in front of us telling us it’s time to let go.
Maybe we started to adapt, to change and to grow. Then slowly evolved into who we were meant to be.
Maybe we were once broken but now we are whole.
Maybe life is now beautiful and a gift we give to ourselves. Maybe we live peacefully and are grateful for every breath and each step.
Maybe now we smile. Maybe we are happy and enjoy life.
Maybe with the past now buried we see that the present is what matters and finally knowing that, now we truly are free.
Maybe everywhere we stopped was just where we were meant to be.
Maybe our hearts were once shattered, or we felt true heartbreak more than just one time.
Maybe we cried alone in our struggle with our eyes darkened, always clouded by tears.
Maybe we were once broken, just lived day to day with the hurt, the dull aching pain left scars burned onto our hearts, and souls and our skin.
Maybe that even while broken we still forged ahead and made our way.
Maybe we fought the war bravely with each battle, with every last fight. Maybe we kept rising each day brimming with hope. Maybe that hope then sustained us and made us ready and alert.
Maybe the pain and the struggle was the lesson. We learned it in the trenches, from each loss and each win. We fell down but each time we got back up.
Maybe the strength that we needed was a fire that lay dormant in the darkness of our gut. Embers always flickered just waiting to be nurtured, to grow into flame.
Maybe the fire that raged was passion fueled by our belief in ourselves.
Maybe passion brought on healing. Knit the holes in our hearts. Washed the tears from our faces and once we cleared our eyes we could finally see the message in front of us telling us it’s time to let go.
Maybe we started to adapt, to change and to grow. Then slowly evolved into who we were meant to be.
Maybe we were once broken but now we are whole.
Maybe life is now beautiful and a gift we give to ourselves. Maybe we live peacefully and are grateful for every breath and each step.
Maybe now we smile. Maybe we are happy and enjoy life.
Maybe with the past now buried we see that the present is what matters and finally knowing that, now we truly are free.