Sarah Jean

You see her for the first time in a while. Her eyes no longer brightened when they met with yours. This is when you lost her.

You are allowed to not look forward to the rest of the day, or dread the inevitable interactions you will face throughout.

But a real love does not do this to us, or for us. Instagram love is just a pretty love that keeps us lustful and greedy and never satisfied. I don’t want this false depiction of love in my life, or it’s insincerity in the lives of others. An Instagram love never impressed me because that’s all it ever tried to do.

You find yourself wondering how the relationship became this bad because it never seemed this way early on. Sometimes a friendship can go south if you don’t see a person’s true intentions early on. You also could be doing something that allows the cycle to continue, so it’s always up to you to pay close attention the people you call friends. Choose wisely.

Never had I experienced such a devastating blow to my gut like when you talked about her. Like she was the last breath of air in your lungs. You would swing back and forth between painting her as an angel or scorning her as the devil.

We feel compelled to hide because we have yet to find someone who validates us as we are. But this only does harm to your mind and body. And what better person to support you than the one who knows you best; you.

Don’t fall in love with your best friend, because in all that time you’ve known him, he never once treated you like an option.

So dare to be hurt. Allow disappointment to wash over you. Listen to someone despite your needs not being met. Garner new perspective.