I run away when someone wants to get romantically close. Sure, I’ll let other people in. I’ll spill my emotions for whoever wants to see. But if you want to date me? You want to kiss me and be a chance at my actual happiness? No way. I’ll flee the second my heart figures out what’s happening.
Sonder: The realization that each passerby has a life as vivid and complex as your own.
I’m yours completely.
INFJ: That feeling when you give someone advice and they take it and it works out marvelously and they’re happy because it worked out, and you’re happy for them and for yourself because you did the right thing and helped them.
Everybody deserves their feelings. It’s not a question of deserve. It’s a question of how we’re built.
Giving empathy requires more listening than replying. Your presence is more important than your insight.
I mean if I’m honest, I never loved someone as much as I loved you.
From this day on, I’m done settling for something that’s short of romantic.
When everything is said and done, feelings by themselves simply do not cut it. It doesn’t matter how strong or reciprocated they are.
So to anyone out there who, like I once did, is feeling like this kind of love doesn’t exist, I promise you, it does.