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You see, I never could reconcile how you could love me the way you do. It wasn't just how I compared us — you were diamonds while I was nothing but dirt and rust. Why would a person so light, so pure, with such a beautiful spirit love something like me? After everything I'd been through? After the resulting person? But you did, and you do. — L i g h t A n d P u r e © Sarah Doughty . And for that, I will always be grateful. . This was written for day sixteen of November Notes. Diamonds And Rust by Joan Baez. . #novembernotes2018 . If you want to learn more about my free books and where to get them, head to the link in my bio and click on Book Links. . Illustration by the incredible @wolfmumma. . #sarahdoughty ✧ @thesarahdoughty

Loving you started like a fever. It was an infection that traveled across my body and filled me, piece by piece. But it wasn't a kind of sickness that worried me. I didn't know how, but I knew I'd be okay falling in love with you. And maybe, it was because I could see it in your eyes too. You loved me back. Just as intensely as I could fathom. I didn't understand why at the time — because I was nothing but wastelands — a survivor. Yet you proved to me that I was no wasteland. I was something to be cherished. — T h e W a y Y o u D o © Sarah Doughty . So thank you for loving me the way you do. . This was written for day fifteen of November Notes. Wastelands by Amber Run. . #novembernotes2018 . If you want to learn more about my free books and where to get them, head to the link in my bio and click on Book Links. . Illustration by the incredible @hifu.a. . #sarahdoughty ✧ @thesarahdoughty

You are my compass. My home. My everything. I just didn't know how much I needed you until you were right there in front of me. I've always needed you. And even in those first moments I saw you, I knew you were going to steal my heart. Somehow, out of billions of other souls on this earth, I would know yours apart from all the rest. That is how I knew my home was never a place. It was a person. — T h e C o m p a s s © Sarah Doughty · You will always be my home. And my heart will always want to be beside yours. . If you want to learn more about my free books and where to get them, head to the link in my bio and click on Book Links. . Illustration by the incredible @maria_uve_. . #sarahdoughty ✧ @thesarahdoughty

Maybe it was chance. Or maybe it was hereditary. But there was something about the way he moved that caught my eye. How could such a creature be so breathtaking? No matter how much I fought it, my eyes kept driving towards him. It was as if he was a magnet. But that wasn't what surprised me the most about that night. It was when he walked right up to me and took my breath away. That was when I knew. He was the one for me. — H e r e d i t a r y © Sarah Doughty . I fell. Just like that. . This was written for day fourteen of November Notes. Sensitive Kind By John Mayall. . #novembernotes2018 . If you want to learn more about my free books and where to get them, head to the link in my bio and click on Book Links. . Illustration by the incredible @broken_isnt_bad. . #sarahdoughty ✧ @thesarahdoughty

I swore to myself that I wouldn't let myself fall in love again. Because loving someone only ever brought pain. But there you were. One day, you were there. And it was like I'd never seen beauty until that moment. It was blinding, your beauty. Your light. And I was the luckiest person in the world to finally know the true meaning of love. You see, it's selfless. The ultimate gift, relinquishing your heart to another. — S e l f l e s s © Sarah Doughty . Loving you was selfless and it always will be. . This was written for day thirteen of November Notes. Blinded by Emmit Fenn. . #novembernotes2018 . If you want to learn more about my free books and where to get them, head to the link in my bio and click on Book Links. . Illustration by the incredible @muhammedsalah_. . #sarahdoughty ✧ @thesarahdoughty

There was a drought all around me — and within me. Not even a tear could be shed. That's how it felt when you left me behind. There were no more nights of dancing in the summer rain. Not even a taste of you to quench my thirst. Just an enormous expanse of nothing. And I didn't know which felt worse — the drought — or the nothingness you left in your wake. — D r o u g h t © Sarah Doughty . All I need is a little escape from this pain. . This was written for day twelve of November Notes. No Rain by Blind Melon. . #novembernotes2018 . If you want to learn more about my free books and where to get them, head to the link in my bio and click on Book Links. . Illustration by the incredible @wishyouwerehere.art. . #sarahdoughty ✧ @thesarahdoughty

I can feel you. As if you're right next to me. Even though you are miles away. And I suppose that's what I'll always feel. Because your whispers catch in the wind. And it's like the creaks in the trees and the rustling of leaves is nothing more than you telling me about your day. It's about your thoughts. What you're feeling. And darling, I feel your pain and sadness right now. Just like it's my own. I want you to know that no matter where you are — wherever your feet hit the ground, I'm right there next to you. Because lovers always walk together. — L o v e r ' s W a l k © Sarah Doughty . So, tell me darling, do you feel me too? . This was written for day eleven of November Notes. Catch The Wind by High Highs. . #novembernotes2018 . If you want to learn more about my free books and where to get them, head to the link in my bio and click on Book Links. . Illustration by the incredible @maria_uve_. . #sarahdoughty ✧ @thesarahdoughty

Those nights, underneath the white satin, still leave shivers traveling down my spine. They leave me craving. Wanting another taste. And darling, it's like a drug and it's been so long since I've had my fix. So please, let's forget everything else tonight and get lost underneath those sheets. — M y F i x © Sarah Doughty . Won't you join me? . This was written for day ten of November Notes. Nights In White Satin (Single Version) by The Moody Blues. . #novembernotes2018 . If you want to learn more about my free books and where to get them, head to the link in my bio and click on Book Links. . Illustration by the incredible @never.forever. . #sarahdoughty ✧ @thesarahdoughty

This was the moment that would make me. Or it would break me. I wasn't sure, but it felt like I was doomed from the start. Even now, years later, I'm still waiting for that shoe to drop. For this world to come crumbling down and leave me broken on my knees in surrender. So I look up at all those shimmering lights in the night sky and beg for a little solace. For the briefest of moments when all feels right in the world. Is it too much to ask for a little courage to know, without a doubt, that everything is okay? That there's no demons of mine waiting to blindside me? That is the courage I need. — B l i n d s i d e © Sarah Doughty . And maybe, if I'm lucky, that courage will last. . . I don't know about you, but I love the fall. I love the scents, the colors. I even love the coolness of the air. But this year, I'm off. Frazzled. Anxious. In a lot of pain. But I'll make it through like always, and I'll still take the time to enjoy the season. . This was written for day nine of November Notes. Lend Me The Courage Of Stars by Lights & Motion. . #novembernotes2018 . If you want to learn more about my free books and where to get them, head to the link in my bio and click on Book Links. . Illustration by the incredible @broken_isnt_bad. . #sarahdoughty ✧ @thesarahdoughty

Your heart drew me in like a moth to flame. It was your warmth. Your generosity. Your inherent belief that there's always a silver lining. You see, it's that optimism of yours that made me realize that I have the choice to see the world through your eyes. To see the beauty beneath the ruin. The hope in the darkness. And darling, I'm never looking back. . And that gift is priceless. — S i l v e r L i n i n g s © Sarah Doughty . Thank you for having a heart worth more than gold. . This was written for day eight of November Notes. Heart Of Gold by Neil Young. . #novembernotes2018 . If you want to learn more about my free books and where to get them, head to the link in my bio and click on Book Links. . Illustration by the incredible @hifu.a. . #sarahdoughty ✧ @thesarahdoughty

Darling, whenever you need the reminder, know you are going to win this fight. Because you aren't the only one waging a war inside. You see, it's the way you rise. The way you let go. Because nothing can hold you down. And, even though you don't need it, I'll help you stand every time you stumble and fall. Just like you do for me. Because you aren't too much. You aren't irreparable and broken. You're the light in my life and I need you to stay with me. . Maybe that makes me selfish. But that's okay, as long as I have you. — W a g i n g W a r s © Sarah Doughty . Everything is okay as long as I have you. . This was written for day seven of November Notes. Wildfire by SYML. . #novembernotes2018 . If you want to learn more about my free books and where to get them, head to the link in my bio and click on Book Links. . Illustration by the incredible @harumi_hironaka. . #sarahdoughty ✧ @thesarahdoughty

Maybe it was the spring in your step. Or the smell of your hair whenever you passed me by. But there was something about you that made me feel like I was home. It was safe. It was contentment. It was everything I ever wanted. You and that beautiful big heart of yours. — D o n e F o r © Sarah Doughty . And when you called me your Spanish rose, I was done for. . This was written for day six of November Notes. Spanish Rose (Original Stereo Mix) by Van Morrison. . #novembernotes2018 . If you want to learn more about my free books and where to get them, head to the link in my bio and click on Book Links. . Illustration by the incredible @muhammedsalah_. . #sarahdoughty ✧ @thesarahdoughty

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