You are the reason I want to love again, the very one who makes me see love as a beautiful thing, that love is not scary. You are the poetry in my unfinished journal, and the story that I want to read forever.
On Mondays, he will grab me from behind as I attempt to leave for work. He will kiss my hand and tell me to never let go. I’ll tell him I never will.
You will never be a man who will surprise me with grand gestures or suddenly find the perfect words that speak right to my heart. Instead, you will be the man who will try your hardest to quit smoking because I don’t like the smell, who will insist on giving me your last bit of water so that I’ll stay hydrated on our cycles while you endure the thirst, and whose answer to my question of favorite activity to engage in is, “watching TV with you”.
I only wanted to feel you on my skin, trying to discover what’s underneath, little did I know that you bring people to you only to leave them drowning.
As hard as it is to accept a future without him, you have to. You have to for your own good because living in the past won’t help you with the future.
Be hungry for love, but don’t be thirsty about it. In short: get into a relationship because you want to be with that one person, and not just because you want to be in any relationship.
“I’m always impressed if a buddy brings a new girl around and she can just walk around and socialize without needing to be standing next to him or clinging to him the entire time. If she just goes off on her own and introduces herself to people, I immediately like her.”
The average person might be trained to gloss over the details that make her seem vulnerable or anything other than put together, but the truth is that we’re all messy, flawed individuals. By stepping forward as the perfectly imperfect woman you are, you will come across as totally unconcerned by what others think, and incredibly relatable.
We romanticize breakups in order to survive. We want the pain and the aching to have meaning, so that it didn’t all happen for nothing. We need a way to wrap our brains around all the heartache. So we think about the movies we’ve seen, the books we’ve read, the sad One Republic songs they play during the montage that follows a breakup scene at the end of a dramatic television episode. And we want to be those people, those characters.
Before date one, you have to ask yourself a critical question: Will pictures of you and your hypothetical new lover be a hit on Instagram? If the answer is no, how can he possibly be the one?