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Inspired by Love.
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Learn to see through your heart, you might find the value of life👑.

Micah 6:8
He has showed you, o man , what is good and what does the Lord require of you? To Act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God!

"Be my anchor. Make me feel safe. Make me feel secure and calm when I'm drowning. Help subside my anxieties and fears. Reassure my emotions and all that you feel for me. Even if you have to reiterate it a couple times that week. Touch me the way only you can- to make me feel craved and desired. When you're with me and you see my body tense up and react to unknown anxiety with my hand in a tight fist by my side, or my foot dancing quickly in place as my leg is crossed....whisper to me to unclench my fist because I don't realize I'm doing it. Put your hand on my knee to steady my leg as your warm touch quickly calms me. Seeing you paying attention to me makes me know you're looking out for me, my well being, my emotions. Help me sleep on your chest listening to you breathe when I have a bad sleepless night. During a panic attack at night when you see me pacing, walking, running in place, and organizing....do them a little bit with me, or just sit and stay up with me- so I'm not going through it all alone.
Depression and anxiety are uncontrollable. It comes in waves, making my emotions and body react in ways that are foreign to me. Foreign to the girl inside. I miss her. Slowly she's coming back. I see glimpses of her every now and then. Sometimes she stays awhile. Other times she hides.
My chaos, my depth, and my intimacy all go hand in hand. I love that you accept all that I am and encompass. My complexities, my beauty, my imperfections, my intellectuality, my insecurities, my humor, my stubbornness, my sensuality, my deeply emotional over thinking mind, and my body you crave. All of this makes me fall in love with you over and over, and deeper than I thought ever possible." --©️Michele McKenna, Simple Elegance

"The parts of her that are broken cannot be easily put back together. Heck, she doesn't even know where to begin to glue back her pieces making her whole again. She's been strong in a number of circumstances that should've broken her. But that never happened. Those situations only made her stronger. Yet loss after loss after loss after loss piled up. 4 important close to heart losses. Spanned out, and she thought she was handling it ok, but the last couple losses tipped the balance, and that was it. She broke into a thousand puzzle pieces that are hard to mend back. The girl that was always strong and strong for others finally broke, and that was that. Grief, loss, depression, seclusion, and masks. It was all new to her, yet it was where she was now. Oh, she didn't want to be here, no. She's not used to not being strong and broken. She felt weak because this was so foreign to her. She's trying everyday just to make it through the day. Some days are better than others, but every day is a struggle to cope for her. She wants to be put back together. Trust me. She doesn't like herself like this. She doesn't even recognize herself like this. She feels she's hard to love right now, and it makes her feel even worse. Even though deep down she knows that's not true. So, if you find yourself loving a broken girl who was always 'the strong one', it will take more time to help her put her pieces back together than normal. Her broken is deeper than usual. She's not the average girl. It will take more time to help mend her pieces, but with your love, support, and your shoulder....she'll get there. Just be patient with her. Her love is worth it".--©️Michele McKenna, Simple Elegance.
(Photography by: Ravshaniya)

"She wanted to see him. No, to say it plainly, she needed to see him. He was the only one that can calm her tailspinned heart. The day couldn't come soon enough. She leaned on him. He was her safe place. Her home. When she was with him, she was a calm sea. When she wasn't? She was tormented waves crashing down one after the other in fast precision. Buried nestled in his arms, she can breathe easy. Like a deep sigh of relief. After days not seeing him, the need rose to a level that she was taunting him. As she only knows how. She knows just what to say and how to reply to him to make him react. She had enough of waiting. She needed the release that only he knows how to give her. He knows what she needs and knows her well. He knows how she thinks, how she gets her emotions spinning till she's filled with anxiety. He knows she over feels and over thinks, and sometimes that runs away with her. He knows how to calm that storm to perfection. How to ease her mind. He knows her body and how to make her rise and fall. Scream and beg, moan and cry. Make her say things only to him behind closed doors that no one would beleive. Their own little secret world. One where she is loved and adored, and he is loved and trusted. One where one little text saying "I need to meet", told the other exactly what they wanted and needed in those 4 little coded words. He knew exactly what she was doing as he read his phone. She knew how to rile him just enough. Pushing little by little. Until only numbers were texted in reply. She grinned. She knew what that meant. She got what she was after. She achieved the level she needed from him. What came next the day after...was nothing more than an explosion of their deep intimacy and a much needed emotional and physical release- as she was tied to the bed begging for more, saying 'Please and Thank you'.--©️Michele Mckenna, Simple Elegance