I thought about how wildly beautiful it is that we were once just strangers, wandering around this earth without the taste of each other’s names on our tongues. How life simply happens, love simply happens. Especially when we’re not looking.
You never thought you would date someone like him, let alone fall in love with him.
I’m going to see all the good things you failed to see in me. I’m going to start taking care of my heart instead of allowing you to break it. I’m going to pick up everything you’ve demolished and use it as a foundation to build myself up again. Without you.
We spend so much time getting ready for this future, stressing over what hasn’t happened, and setting plans for what’s next that we forget to live in the moment. We forget to celebrate how far we’ve come. We forget that life isn’t always going to unfold how we want it to—but maybe that’s the most beautiful part.
There was no denying what was true. There was no trying to hide an obvious feeling.
Planning for the right moment is never easy.
You chose to leave me hanging by the thread. You chose me to lose my trust in you again. You chose to break your promise. You promised to walk with me in my journey of healing but you ruined me again.
For whatever reason, I let myself fall into you.
“What a perfect time to practice your Spanish,” you joked quietly in the pharmacy. I told you I didn’t know how to ask for what we needed. You asked me to try. All I remembered was that the Spanish word for pregnant sounds a lot like the English word for embarrassed and I was hoping in just a few minutes to know I would only be one of those two.
Respect and be patient with my anxiety and all of my fears.