the Purgatory of a Broken Heart

Fall into the abysmal depths

Good things come to those who wait. 🍄

Tales were told of the one who would bring the fire. 🔥

Only then, would everything be returned to equilibrium.

Moving from an external locus of control, to an internal locus of control, that is where you’ll find your center.

Gradually weaving events Into an evolving story, of who I am. 🌙

When coherence detection identifies: evidence insufficient.

The words, “I love you “, don’t ring true. 🌹