Marisa Donnelly

I feel sorry for you. For her. For what the both of you had the potential to be, but never became. A close-but-not-close-enough, a halfway connection, an almost-love.

Pisces:
“we
return to each other in waves.
this is how water
loves.”
— Nayyirah Waheed

“Though he may stumble, he will not fall, for the Lord upholds him with his hand.” — Psalm 37:24

Love is devotion, putting aside every other whim and desire of the world to say to the person you wish to spend forever with that you will, no matter the obstacle.

Who you are is valid.
The way you love is pure.

You show them that to love you means to accept all of your parts—not thinking that you are perfect, but that you are worthy. Because you believe yourself to be

Go to the local zoo in silly Halloween sweaters.

I will choose you, even in the doubt. Even in the moments we both hesitate, wondering whether this is love. I will accept that we are flawed and imperfect, and still I will love you anyway.

You are not lost, you are simply in transition.

Love is not searching for a flawless person, but embracing your mess, another’s mess, and the beautiful mess you can make together.

You are not empty without love.

In the way you care for yourself, appreciate your imperfect, beautiful being—that is how you teach people how to treat you

You were meant for more.

Maybe the truth about love is not so much that you need to know whether it’s for certain, but you have to willingly, fearlessly, unquestioningly believe in it.

You have to understand that sometimes you can do everything in your power to make something happen, and it’s just not meant to be. You can give yourself to a person, to a circumstance, to a situation, and end up empty, simply because it wasn’t meant for you.

You can’t just listen to someone’s pain, you want to actively help, support, or assist in some way.

God, show me that in every season, good or bad, you are my loving God. And help me to seek you more.

“No one is you and that is your super power.” ― Elyse Santilli