Your shattered pieces
are not your final form, love.
You don’t have to live broken,
forever trapped
in the moment of impact,
reliving it again and again,
cutting yourself over and over
on your own jagged edges.
Gather your pieces,
even the most painful ones.
They are the beginning
of your story,
not the end.
Then go.
Take your pieces
and just start.
You’re on a journey of discovery,
a search not to find yourself,
but to create yourself
from the pieces of your
broken past.
Go, love.
It’s time.
Make something beautiful.-L.R.Knost