I don’t think it’s our fault that we do it. It’s how our hearts were made, really. It’s how our hearts were molded and held. We were born to be givers. To be the ones with bigger hearts than most, that grow and grow without needing to be full.
Loving is Hard
Wherever you might be right now, I want you to look in to the nearest mirror, and say, “I am beautiful.” Say it more than once, say it over and over, shout it, sing it, embody it.
I’m trying really hard to be open to love, to let it in without worrying that it will leave.
You believe that you’re unworthy of love and attention because your past taught you that you’ll never be loved the way you always wanted to. You continue to settle for half-love or almost relationships because that’s what you know for sure. That’s what you got used to. That’s what you secretly think you deserve.
Because after you’ve fallen, after the easy part is over, the hard part is convincing someone to stay. How do you show them only the parts of you that are worth loving? How do you hide the parts that aren’t?
Because, just like earthquakes, the aftershocks of loving someone too much can be stronger than the initial destruction.
Virgos are actually pretty paranoid people, but nobody ever knows because they maintain the most chill demeanor at all times.
There’s no way really to move because no matter what step you take it will never be one together.
So, this is for the hearts like mine, don’t you dare apologize for still beating. May your joy never be lost for too long. May you never forget the glow inside your veins.
If you love them enough to want to sleep next to them every night, you love them enough to get through this. Tell them that. They’ll be grateful.