“If you have been brutally broken, but still have the courage to be gentle to others then you deserve a love deeper than the ocean itself.”

Heartbreak is an odd experience. At 7am you wish you could snooze your alarm and hide from the sunlight. At 10 you feel unstoppable and like maybe today is the day the heartbreak will ease. At 1pm you’re crying at your desk silently, hoping no one will notice and at 2 you’re running to the bathroom because you feel nauseous. At 3 you feel like you can manage. At 5 you’re exhausted from your heart leading you on this emotional roller coaster and your brain unsuccessfully trying to take back control. Come 8 o’clock and you’re squeezing your pillow, howling out to the moon wishing you could feel anything, anything but this.

Sometimes what you’re most afraid of doing is the very thing that will set you free.

The troubles will get smaller and the world will keep standing. I promise.

Slow dance barefoot with me in the kitchen when my hair is undone from work, and my eyes are tired of the length of the day.