This is to every single soul who never became a priority, who was taken advantage of, who suffered from almost relationships.
I don’t want to know how he longs to feel my body, but how he wants to touch my heart. How he wants to learn my mind, who I am, what I believe, what I think about, what I love.
You are not gullible, stupid, or weak for holding on, believing in that small ray of light inside the dark hallway of his heart.
You never have the chance to sit back and relax, because you’re selfless. You’re always busy doing something for someone else.
True love never restricts. It’s the anchor to a ship, as much as it’s the wings to a bird. It’s the implicit trust that leaves no room for insecurities. It understands that sometimes separation is inevitable, and it patiently waits. It’s when the journey takes precedence over the destination.
Sometimes, I resent that my heart invests so deeply. I’m upset that I can’t just walk away.
There is no weakness in the act of exposing your raw feelings and heartbeats.
You are the woman who forgives, who loves, who cares unconditionally. There is nothing wrong with that; in fact, your forgiving heart is beautiful. But you must also protect yourself, too.
I would have robbed you. I would have stolen your heart and never given it back. I would have changed all of your views on love and made you see why every girl before me was not good enough.
Someone once told me to give a piece of yourself to each person you meet. I did this and was hurt constantly.