Remember: whatever is burrowed deep in one hungry soul is bound to be tethered to the hearts of many, many more.
And that’s the truth I needed to swallow: people don’t step out and love for you; that’s on you. You have to be the one to get down deep enough and whisper the words people can’t always say for you - whether you believe in them full or not - “I choose you. I choose you.
Fear and failure, they go hand in hand. They’re like dance partners with great rhythm.
Like why do we even have to go through meeting people when we know they aren't going to stay in our lives?