Bianca Sparacino

You stopped loving them the way they deserved to be loved; you stopped fighting for them the way they needed to be fought for.

I want to be your best when you are not your best.

When you kissed me you became,
the echo of my words,
the tangle in my voice.

I will not spend another slaughtered night trying to figure out if life is treating you well, or if the sun sets beautifully where you happen to rest your head.

I will devour you with my eyes.
You are vivid.
You are bright.

Fall in love with someone who does not make you feel like you are hard to love.

Remember — you have not felt it all. The world still has so much left for you.

Years ago I made the decision to believe in you. To truly, and wildly, believe that you were waking up at 9am on a Sunday morning wondering if I existed, too.

Happiness will leave to help you grow, to help you feel things it only ever would have masked within you.

You deserve to find someone who will only ever want to add to your fire, someone who will use their own matchstick heart to encourage your passion, to magnify your flame.

I watched as my parents tried to love like addicts, as they tried to take what they needed from each other to fill their empty spaces.

You were finally ready.