Arrow

I made my life an arrow,

The tip a deadly sharpened point,

So people never came to close,

That I may disappoint,

I’d sit and watch in silence,

As the world would pass me by,

Wondering how far I’d fall,

If I ever tried to fly,

You watched me with such interest,

Like it was me you’d tried to find,

As though you knew all of my secrets,

And the thoughts within my mind,

You looked like all the others,

But what I did not know;

Was while I’d made myself an arrow,

You had made yourself a bow,

And apart we’d both been useless,

But we’d finally worked out why,

Since you need someone to pull you back,

If you ever want to fly,

So you aimed me with precision,

And I flew straight from the start,

Until I landed with a solid thud,

On the target of your heart.

When it is right

Trust me when I say- when it is right, everything that you love ruthlessly will love you back with the same conviction. Trust me when I say – when it is right, the things you reach in life, the things you deeply hope for, they will reach back, And I promise you, when that happens you will understand that all of the things

you ached for that did not work out, all of the hearts that failed to appreciate the home you made for them inside of yourself, they were not there things that broke you, or ruined you, or made you less worthy. No,

instead, you will see that they built you. They taught you about yourself. They led you to the person you

were born to be, and they guided you to the person you were meant to be with. They shaped you. They challenged you. They grew you.