Shorten my life now pls thanks
For a long time, she held a special place in my heart. I kept this special place just for her, like a “Reserved” sign on a quiet corner table in a restaurant. Despite the fact that I was sure I’d never see her again.
Those who love you are not fooled by the mistakes you have made or dark images you hold about yourself. They remember your beauty when you feel ugly; your wholeness when you are broken; your innocence when you feel guilty; and your purpose when you are confused.
Your memory is a monster; you forget - it doesn’t. It simply files things away. It keeps things for you, or hides things from you - and summons them to your recall with a will of its own. You think you have a memory; but it has you.
Trust issues stop when you allow yourself to open up and be devoured whole, to understand and accept that you will be exhausted, torn at your seams, tugged by strings you hadn’t known existed, and maybe even left. It is all a part of it, so do not tell me you are in love if you have not let yourself become consumed entirely by that fear, and become so comfortable that you let it sleep beside you, in the form of their hand on your thigh.
So many people try to tell you that letting yourself go is not the healthy way to love. I say it matters more what is the hungriest way to love.