lunarchloedip

growing

my darling

it will hurt

 

growing

you will feel it

the ache

being stretched and softened

the pain

of being disassembled

and rebuilt from the ashes

my love

there is hurt here

that you have to feel

it is simply part of being real

you will feel yourself drowning

and rebounding

introducing yourself

to the art of frowning

you’ll feel the grief surrounding

i cannot pretend

that growth is easy

 

i never found it easy

and i swear, sometimes

i don’t know how it didn’t kill me 

 

but i grew

and now im here

panting

ranting

writing

hopelessly reaching for the calm

 

and my love 

growing doesn’t stop

there is no finish line

no estimated arrival time

i think it nested in my spine

and made a home

amongst bones

lives the fear

 

but i have grown

i have a voice to call my own

i dont really feel alone

 

my love

growing hurts

but if you look close enough

you’ll see the petals

blossoming on your spine

if you breath deep enough

just for a moment

you may silence the fear

i promise

it is possible, my dear

 

you will hurt

only to find relief 

again and again

until your time here ends

 

and if you

hold my hands 

long enough

you may feel the fear

pulsing through palms

it is not just you

my darling

it happens to us all 

 

and yes

you’ve always been 

doomed to fall

but just you wait

 

how you will grow. 

 

17:17pm - 28/02/25.