People belittle you for things they haven’t even experienced themselves.
What if the reason why things never work out is because I don’t really know who I am when I’m with someone? What if I really show the best of who I am when I keep my distance from love?
We often mistake chasing bliss and hoping for suffering to stop as two similar ideas — they aren’t.
Why is pain greater for the one who has loved the most?
Being alone does not equate to being lonely.
You have to start prioritizing yourself, because the people you expect to do this for you won’t.
Strange, isn’t it? That we have this deep desire inside us to search for our purpose, for the meaning of life, yet once we see hints of getting closer to the answer, we stop.
I don’t want to wait for our memories to turn into nightmares I’d rather forget, nor do I have to wait for the remaining love I have for you to be fully exhausted.
You now hold a part of me I never intended to let go of.
It’s going to be an endless battle if you keep hesitating to accept who you are and not allowing people to see the beauty in that, to genuinely love you for that.