I Am Not The Kind Of Woman Who Loves Quietly

Jérôme Licht
Jérôme Licht

I am not the kind of woman who loves quietly.

I am going to love you urgently. If my heartbeat quickens when I see you, if you are tangled in my thoughts when I fall asleep at night, I am going to tell you how I feel. I am going to tell you how you compel me, I am going to shout it from rooftops. I am not afraid of saying too much, I am not afraid of being vulnerable or sensitive. I am only afraid of missing out on someone who could inspire depth within me. I am only afraid of letting potential slip through my fingers like sand.

I am going to love you truthfully. You are going to see the light within me, and you are also going to experience my dark. I am going to hand myself to you like an open book, chapters of happiness and hurt equally at your fingertips just waiting to be understood. I am never going to hide from you, I am never going to disguise myself.

I am going to love you wholly, so please, come to me as you are. Come to me with your flaws, with your past. Come to me with your confusion and your cracks. Come to me with your scars, with the caverns of doubt you hold within yourself. Let me choose you for who you are, for your breaks, for what makes your heart ache.

I am going to love you madly, for I have simply never been able to tell the difference between love and hysteria. When I am enlivened by someone I am hungry for everything they are. I am going to thirst after your word, after your mind. I am going to watch you, and admire you; I am going to learn with you, I am going to grow with you. We will have our own world, you and I.

See, I am not the kind of woman who loves quietly. I am going to love you bravely, boldly. I am going to love you loudly, manically, beautifully. I am going to risk my heart for you, and I am not going to be afraid. I will never be afraid. TC mark

Trace the scars life has left you. It will remind you that at one point, you fought for something. You believed.

“You are the only person who gets to decide if you are happy or not—do not put your happiness into the hands of other people. Do not make it contingent on their acceptance of you or their feelings for you. At the end of the day, it doesn’t matter if someone dislikes you or if someone doesn’t want to be with you. All that matters is that you are happy with the person you are becoming. All that matters is that you like yourself, that you are proud of what you are putting out into the world. You are in charge of your joy, of your worth. You get to be your own validation. Please don’t ever forget that.” — Bianca Sparacino

Excerpted from The Strength In Our Scars by Bianca Sparacino.

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