“When he shall die,take him and cut him out in little stars, and he will make the face of heaven so fine that all the world will be in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun”

I saw a bright light now I can’t get anything else into my head to create some thoughts. I don’t want to get it out of my head because it’s one of the brightest lights I’ve seen in a while and it’s allowing me to see more that was perhaps hazy before. My heart feels warm and so beautifully whole. I didn’t know that I could make space in my heart for somebody else, as each person or thing feels like they fill it completely each time I think about them. Though once again, there’s this person that has just taken place in there like there was a space for them all along. A person that has taken a bit of my heart and I know won’t be let go.  I feel so much love for her, she’s so beautiful already. She’s perfect and she makes me smile to think about her. This light is so powerful and symbolises beauty and hope, beauty and hope that I believe in with everything I have within me. This light will never blind me for it is a good light. A light that brings out the best in our world: a stunning golden sunset over a turquoise sea; the iridescent pink of a wild lotus flower or the fiery green eyes of the one that you love. ‘When he shall die,take him and cut him out in little stars, and he will make the face of heaven so fine that all the world will be in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun.’

I get attached too easily, too quickly for my own good. Sometimes I think it’s a good thing, a lot of the time I feel like it’s a fault because I’ll only get hurt more in the end. Attachment is interesting, and I don’t know why I do attach so quickly because there is nothing lacking in my life to make me feel like I need connect to lots of people. I just do. I think it’s a good thing and I’m proud of it. I think. Maybe it’s because I connect so quickly that I’m even quicker to see the beauty in someone or something? Or maybe I just do regardless. Sometimes I think it’s weird that I do but I can’t help it. 

Published by mariegwrites

23 years old Londoner Nurse Lover Hugger Explorer

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