I want adventure. I want soul. I want mind blowing. I want nothing short of you.
You think to yourself, “I love him, and that’s enough.” No. It’s not enough. It’s not enough when the laughter between you is gone and the flame you once had has burnt out.
“It’s strange – the one who tucked you into bed at night when you were seven years old can so quickly turn into the one you pull back from when they ask you for a hug at fifteen years old.”