Because even though the person is long gone, it’s hard to forget the feeling. And maybe I’m not supposed to.
I never have to lose it. That love, that structure, that support. It never really went away, it just taught me to stand on my own.
It’s having something we want to say, a point we want to make, while still appreciating all the different words that get us there exactly for everything they are and understanding what makes them unique.
Maybe the truth is I like this person. This version of me.
You were doing that thing, though, where you pretend like you’re not good with words, even though we both know what a joke that is.
Someone who will grab your hand carelessly. Crossing the street, in the car, under the table at dinner.
I’ve left clean clothes sitting in a basket for over a week because I didn’t feel like folding them.
It cannot prevent you from dreaming of the thoughts that keep you up at night.
I needed to allow myself to take a break. It was a part of the process. I needed to listen to it.
Virgo, your go-to summer cocktail is a frozen Negroni.