Let love transform you, not define you. Let love bloom within you, not build your sense of self. Let love teach you, not tell you how to live. Let love become a part of you, not your identity.
What matters to me is that I live fearlessly, is that I love boldly, is that I look back and know I gave this life and the people in it everything I had.
Be the one who texts back, makes the first move, and confesses your feeling. Reveal your emotion, show your most authentic self, and be vulnerable.
I’m taking your hand and walking by your side. I’m acknowledging that this road ahead is one that I have no control over, and I’m accepting that for what it is—an adventure, our adventure.
Love is closing your eyes and pulling another body close. Replacing fear with faith.
So much of ourselves is measured, calculated, and compared to the worldly standards we should uphold. Love was never meant to be one of those things.
Let’s stop keeping a checklist of whether we’re ‘right’ for each other. Let’s stop listening to the cautionary voices of the world, saying that we’re young and dumb, that we’re silly and reckless. Let’s forget them and just love like crazy.
This could be beautiful, or it could crash and burn. But would you rather hold back and spend the remainder of your days wondering what could have been?
With you I don’t feel the need to control, to make sense of, to know, beyond a doubt, what the future holds. Because I know you’re in it. And that’s all the security I need.
I am thankful because loving the person so much, breaking my own heart, and losing myself took away all the things not good and not meant for me.