It’s the dreaming
that hurts the most
The almosts
The ones that never came true
that were barely a seed
in the ground
before they died
That future
no matter how true
fades
as fast as it formed
Those losses
hurt too
as all losses do
To grieve them
is to heal
Don’t forget that
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Jessica P. Mills
I see the world through stories and insights. I have always been a sensitive soul, especially towards nature, people, art, and faith. I spend a lot of time reflecting and finding treasures wherever I can. The two values I live by are beauty and celebration. I hope my blog communicates those two things, seeing beauty where beauty is not often seen and celebrating every aspect of life, the hard and the easy.
Joyful Ruins 
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