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.
When you’re in an almost relationship, you never talk about the future. You avoid making plans too far in advance. You ask each other over at the last minute. But when you’re in a serious relationship, your favorite topic is the future.
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.
No one wants to repeat how much they care about me every five seconds to stop me from having another meltdown.
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.
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.
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.
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.
I don’t need relationship goals or a series of pictures taking everyone along with us. I just need someone real. I need someone honest. I need something raw.