things I've learned don't mean anything:
-sleeping together
-meeting their family
-no protection
-talking about the future
- calling for hours
-"I love you"
Whenever something beautiful starts happening in my life, I get nervous instead of excited. It’s like my heart doesn’t fully trust happiness anymore. I start wondering how long it will last, or when everything will suddenly change. Sometimes I wish I could enjoy good moments without fear, but after being disappointed so many times, even beautiful things make me anxious.
Bc sometimes loving someone also means accepting that you cannot force them to love you correctly, choose you fully, or become who you need them to be. Letting go becomes the final act of love bc it prioritizes peace over possession
as much as i love hard, i also let go. i will not allow you to drain me, confuse me, disappoint me, disrespect me, take from me without reciprocating, and still expect me to show up for you.
..some people, you love from a distance, and that's okay.