Rania Naim

Let me get that text or that call, let me remember what it feels like to be loved, to be remembered. Let me know that he still cares.

Sometimes you’re forced to be a loner because no one really understands you and the more you hang out with people, the more you lose yourself, the more you question who you should be and the more you ask yourself if you’re an alien living with humans or if you’re a human living with aliens.

Maybe all I needed was a text to let me know that even though it didn’t last, it was special. All I needed was something from you to let me know that it was real. That we were both on the same page. That for a moment, we were one.

Maybe we need to stop worrying so much about things we might lose because he’s never going to take away something that’s good for us. He’s never going to take away something he can’t replace.

It’s not a crime to want someone who only wants you. It’s not a crime to want someone who doesn’t call you crazy just because you care.

The beauty in starting over is that it helps you find the blessings in endings. The good in goodbyes and what lies on the other side of fear, the magic that lies beyond your comfort zone and the wonderful things life has to offer you when you decide to look up.

It’s dangerous to ask for reassurance from the ones who are unsure about you. It’s dangerous to wait for someone else to give you what you’re looking for without trying to find it in yourself first. Without trying to find it in the world first.

I found myself chasing something real, something reassuring, something beautiful, something honest. I found myself going after things you would have never given me.