I ask questions like, “Should we bet on us?” and am afraid to committing to the future because not many men have committed to me. I’m afraid they will all go —
the track record is more left stories than love stories.
Love is found in the wind. In the first fresh breath of morning air. In the silence of dawn, when the sun first starts to peek above the clouds.
This ‘almost relationship’ didn’t even have time to flourish, so how did it die before it had a chance to live?
Because power is just another facet of the ego and when you love with your ego, not your heart, you’re bound to lose either way.
It hurt more to know that I had trusted him, when he was messing around with someone else behind my back. It hurt more to know that I thought we were on the same page, when we clearly weren’t. It hurt more to know that I cared more. I always cared more.
You only have one heart and one life. And at the end of the day, you will be stuck with your choices and chances that you took or didn’t take. Choose wisely. And most importantly, always know that your heart is sacred. And it belongs to someone just as sacred and beautiful as you.
Find a person that always makes you feel missed when you’re not around. Always makes you feel beautiful when your insecurities rise up. Always makes you feel valuable. Always makes you feel wanted. Always makes you feel loved.
Love is not a prison.
But just because he’s never told you that he loves you doesn’t mean that he doesn’t love you.
If you saw the brokenness in her eyes, then maybe you would think twice about never letting her in.