Christi Mari

You 💜 always stay a little crazy

everyone will grow 🌱 i moved into a house and it doesn’t feel like I’m allowed to make mistakes anymore i am too adult for my own good every decision terrifies me there isn’t a recipe to slow down right? everyone is going so fast, do we have time to play? i planted seeds in seven empty pots it’s winter, i don’t know how to garden but today i saw the tiniest leaf wave at me one seedling said hello i guess there’s proof, everyone will grow Christi Steyn

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this goes out to the sensitive soul the one whose emotions can take control to the loner who isn’t physically alone, and always carries a heart of gold to the one who is kind, yet somehow feels left behind to the one who has time, who listens who attends with eyes that glistens to the one who never walks away the one who is hurts, but always stays this goes out to one who is lost, but remains soft the one who loves with their fingers crossed the one who wishes to be understood was treated poorly, but remains good to the one who isn’t lucky, who almost gave in this is not your ending, but where you begin

IF A STAR FELL 🌟 by @donnaashworthwords If a star fell from the sky every time I thought of you the world would fall so dark the night a deathly hue. If a leaf fell from a tree every time I wished you near the forest would be bare a winter all the year. If a wave stopped crashing in every time I saw your smile the shore would be so bleak a barren rocky pile. If a song was never sung each time I ached for you the land would be so quiet pleasures would be few. But none of this is so the world keeps turning round and though you’re gone from sight by love we’re always bound.

I hope that’s okay ❤️

swipe for happy sunset moments 🌅 I’ve been lucky enough to watch the sunset every evening. It’s the greatest gift to myself and it’s absolutely free. I usually swim to catch the sun as it kisses the ocean goodbye.

star 💫 we are all born from darkness it is the only way to know light if you grow up afraid of the dark you can burn a candle and wait, but don’t forget, you know it well you are born from darkness do not be afraid the other side will soon return you are made with fire far greater than any fear do not run from the dark for you are strong, right here

love me like a home 🦋 to love someone when things are good- is easy there is a version of me that is easy to love where my hair is shiny, lips smooth and summer glows over my soul anyone can admire perfection it doesn’t make it special but when the night becomes long and i forget to hold on that’s where true love steps in to love the most unlovable parts to love the version covered in marks and say no matter what your home is my arms

the heart who spoke for the first time ♥️ now that heart has a voice heart is excited to speak heart will confess her love every day heart is very fond of you absolute crazy butterflies all bumping into each other on the inside no one can catch them heart is alive! now that heart has a voice heart won’t ever stop saying your name heart loves your name heart doesn’t want you to leave heart was made to love and only wants to love heart will annoy you with too much love oh, i see heart can be too much heart thinks about forever and only sees your face when you are mad, heart feels sadness in a big bad way heart thinks this is unfair why is a lot of love also a lot of sadness? heart has questions questions don’t mean answers heart wishes to feel a little less please? when heart tries to love less heart breaks, it stings heart wishes to be a bit smaller heart only wants to be held no one is listening heart doesn’t want a voice anymore voice only gets heart in trouble why does heart love more than other hearts? from today, heart no longer speaks it’s much safer, to stick to heart’s beats

Parts of me 🧚 I am not simply a body, rather the things i write, the humans i miss at night. the water and the storm, chaos and the warm My love, yes all the love i give, the love I receive, I do not love in puddles How could I when there are waves swimming through my heart? I am my voice, and my art All these fears and ferocious tears oh the desires, oh the passion, oh the oh’s. My friends, my beautiful friends, The things i’ve called home, the skies, the ocean, its foam How I beg the moon to stay, With emotion and sway, I am not yet complete, more of myself I’ve yet to meet. How wonderful to be and love the parts of me.

Pura Vida 🌞🧚🦋