Marisa Donnelly

Maybe I’m being crazy, but I want to be crazy with you.

I wonder if you’d forgive me for the ways I didn’t love you as much as I should have when you were here.

Real love is not about holding out for the perfect person or finding someone who meets all the criteria on your list. Real love is about finding an imperfect person and building a messy, beautiful love.

I’ve decided to stop feeding into the pounding in my chest, the fear of the unknown, the nervousness surrounding what’s to come and just let it all happen. I’ve decided to stop questioning everything and start listening to you, God.

God didn’t make a mistake with you. He didn’t fail in His creation or forget to finish. He didn’t lose sight of your purpose and no matter how absent He feels, He didn’t (and won’t ever) leave your side.

Love, damn it. Love. Love wildly. Love fiercely. Love with all of you, and don’t hold back.

Because there is no ideal you must measure up to for the people who really love and value you.

Instead of making impromptu purchases, you will weigh the pros and cons of investing in something. You become a more purposeful spender.

Your self-worth is not defined by your relationship status.

You’re going to fail, and fail hard. But that doesn’t mean you’re any less of a person

I almost shut out the doubts. I almost say forget it to my fears. I almost grab the phone and dial your number without thinking to hear the sound of your voice, the only thing that has stayed the same, so familiar that it actually scares me.

They are selfless.