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RAISED CURTAINS







There is something very intense and revealing about falling out of love. You not only rediscover yourself but the other person as well.
You see your strengths, a lot of your abilities that were previously shaded by the presence of another person who you sometimes prioritized over yourself.
You see their flaws that you were so blinded to look at before. Blinded by love, blinded by the fact that they’re perfect and blinded by the hope that they’ll improve.
When you first, look at the sky or the moon after the heartbreak, it still reminds you of them but the tables turn slowly, the sky now gives you the strength and the hope that if you are capable of getting over the existence of an entire human being, you can do anything.
The art you’ve created for that person doesn’t hurt anymore, you’re still proud of your creations and you should be proud of the reason too cause they made you learn so much and transformed you into a better and stronger version of yourself.

“when ache arrives     
put it on paper
it is here to hurt your heart
use it to save your art.”

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