Dana Cristiana’s Reviews > Seeds Planted in Concrete > Status Update

Promise me that you will never allow yourself to
be loved in halves again, that you will fall in love
with someone who makes you question why
you ever thought you weren’t whole to begin
with. Promise me that you will rise with this
new Spring, that you will thaw your winter
wounds with summers air and pack the gaps of
your heart with its soil – for what a gift it is to be
new again, what a gift it is to grow.

Caring is not synonymous with crazy. Expressing to someone how special they are to you will make you vulnerable. There is no denying that. However, that is nothing to be ashamed of. There is something breathtakingly beautiful in the moments of smaller magic that occur when you strip down and are honest with those who are important to you.

To the moon,
Who loves so selflessly,
That it wakes up to darkness every night
For the waves that rely on its pull
And the mad dreamers who rely on its light

The human heart has only 4 chambers. So tell
me – if we fill it with fear, with hatred, with
doubt and with reservation, where will we grow
our love?

One day you will meet someone who crashes
into your bones like a wildfire, setting your
heart ablaze, and together you will burn and
spark and love until you wake up one morning
beside the ashes of what was. However, it won’t
end there – for just as wood still holds an ember
long after a blaze, you will always taste forest
fires in the back of your throat whenever you
hear their name.