Tuesday, July 1, 2014

two births...

I don't believe that we truly start living the day we are born. I think we can float around this earth for years, in a meaningless existence , hollow and numb and lost and feeling little to nothing at all. I think we all have two births. Our first is when our mothers deliver us and we take our first breath of fresh air. And the second, and maybe the most intense, is when you meet one person who makes you want to breathe again. This person has the power to quicken your heart beat, speed up your breathing, and send a surge of adrenaline and life right through your veins, at just the mere sight of them. This person can start to heal the cracks in your soul, break down the walls around your heart, water the dead weeds that have been growing inside of you for years, and make you feel alive again. This person introduces you to passion, excitement, enlightenment, and the pure enjoyment of waking up in the morning. This person is someone who you should never let go of. Because how could you really live without someone who brought you back to life?

(via relaxng)


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