Trusting somebody is like handing them your heart for safekeeping.
When is it the right time to feel love, to express love and to accept love?
I guess that what I have learned is that people have always shown me who they were. Every ending could have been predicted, but it was my choice to try and rewrite it.
As magical as all of the fireworks seem, is that truly a sound basis for a relationship, or am I writing off perfectly good dudes because the moment hasn’t lived up to my expectation of the fairytale I have playing on a constant loop in my head?