You reignited the spark that burned out a long time ago. You reestablished a connection that was lost and I never thought I’d ever find it. I felt everything with you after years of feeling nothing.
Because fixing something requires strength, patience, perseverance, resilience and wisdom and sometimes human beings run out of all that.
Don’t be surprised when she looks at you and doesn’t feel a thing. You taught her how to stop loving you.
I still believe that all the nights you stayed up waiting for a call you didn’t receive will be replaced by hours of conversations with someone who doesn’t want to hang up.
There’s a kind of love that’s real. The kind of love that goes to bed with all your demons and still wakes up with you in the morning. The kind of love that you don’t hide parts of yourself from.
Giving up on each other is what feeds our anxiety, depression, self-loathe and insecurities. Giving up too soon is what makes people so guarded and so afraid of opening up again.
Maybe it’s not so much about what we tell God but more about what he’s trying to tell us. Maybe we’re too busy talking and telling him what we need that we forget to step back and listen to his answers.
‘Too much’ will never be enough for you.
You’re allowed to be standing still while everyone is hustling because it doesn’t matter how fast you move if you’re moving in the wrong direction.
Maybe you’re not the year for me. Maybe I was wrong about you. Maybe I wanted more from you but now I know you’re not the one.