You are a lion. You cannot let him steal your roar. You are ironclad, armored with your own self-respect. Strong. Strong enough to know when to walk away. Be gentle to people who deserve it, do not be gentle to people who would take advantage of that. The world will rip your heart out if you let it, but your heart is big enough that you had some pieces to spare. So let yourself grow back, baby girl. Fill the cracks he left in your heart with gold, so when someone new comes along you can hold up your heart and say “I am still soft, he could not harden me. He only made me shine brighter.”
And you tried to change, didn’t you? Closed your mouth more. Tried to be softer, prettier, less volatile, less awake… You can’t make homes out of human beings. Someone should have already told you that. And if he wants to leave, then let him leave. You are terrifying, and strange, and beautiful. Something not everyone knows how to love.
Warsan Shire, For Women Who Are Difficult To Love (via versteur)