No matter what we’re going through, no matter how heavy a burden laid upon our hearts, no matter how shattered and tired we feel—that breakage won’t last forever. Pain is only temporary.
Women are strong by nature; you don’t need to prove yourself by pushing other people away. Limiting your human connection doesn’t make you strong, sweet girl, it only makes you lonely.
She mentions the future, and includes you in it.
We will say goodbye, not because we’ve reached an ending, but because that’s the word you say when you begin a new chapter in your life’s story. And that goodbye does not mean the book closes; we simply turn a page.
God, I feel lost. I feel stuck. Right now I don’t feel like myself. I don’t feel like I’m walking with you. And I want to be.
I will be the fluttering of your heartbeat, the tingle in your fingertips, the way you just can’t catch your breath when we kiss.
I ache so sweetly, for all the untouched places, for all the lips
I haven’t yet kissed.
I’ll always be thankful for the sliver of time I shared with you, despite the impermanence—because it was real.
You are rescued from pain.
Sometimes I forget how impermanent this life is, how fragile and breakable we are, how temporary our existence is. And sometimes I need a little reminder; we all need a little reminder.