cynthia

People need a period of stability otherwise they may actively resist beneficial change

In Vietnamese, the word for missing someone and remembering them is the same: nhớ. Sometimes, when you ask me over the phone, Con nhớ mẹ không? I flinch, thinking you meant, do you remember me?

Your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.

There are times when my longing for you overwhelms me.

Whoever comes to me walking, I will come to him running.

I’ve become skeptical of the unwritten rule that just because a boy and girl appear in the same feature, a romance must ensue. Rather, I want to portray a slightly different relationship, one where the two mutually inspire each other to live— if l'm able to, then perhaps I'll be closer to portraying a true expression of love

And I seem to have such strength in me now, that I think I could stand anything, any suffering, only to be able to say and to repeat to myself every moment, " I exist". In thousands of agonies - I exist. I'm tormented on the rack - but I exist! Though I sit alone on a pillar - I exist!! I see the sun, and if I don't see the sun, I know it's there. And there's a whole life in that, in knowing that the sun is there.

"Maybe in another lifetime." No. This is all you get. So please, just fight for the things that crack light into your life, fight for the things that soften you. Protect the people you love, leave them better than you found them. Defend your heart, do whatever it takes to keep it open despite what it has been through. Forgive, not just others, but yourself, as well. Slow down taste, and touch, and feel and care. Create the things you want to see in this world, stay as curious as possible. Honour your joy, do not shy away from the good that is trying to reach you do not convince yourself that you are unworthy of it. Be strong enough to be gentle. Be brave enough to break. Be all that you are. Be all that you are. And when your time does come, when the stars take back what they lent to you, when this dance ends I hope you leave this world with a heart that is worn out and tender all over, with a heart that aches from loving, and feeling, and caring in the best way possible. I hope you leave this world knowing that you poured hope into everything you did, that you crashed your soul into each day. I hope you leave this world knowing, from the deepest part of who you are, that you connected - that you tried for something while you were here.

You have to let go. You have to accept that sometimes beautiful things end, that sometimes people leave, that sometimes two human beings don't beat the odds, and you have to find closure in that. You have to heal. You have to move forward, you have to believe in the version of you that is laughing in bed on a Sunday morning with the person they love twenty years from now, because you deserve that future. It is waiting for you. Choose it.

In a perverse way, I was glad for the stitches, glad it would show, that there would be scars. What was the point in just being hurt on the inside? It should bloody well show.

The Two Headed Calf

How do I say I miss you in a way that will make your heart ache like mine does? You won’t find the same person twice, not even in the same person. Don’t be a stranger to someone who has seen you as a homeland. I will wait for a beautiful day that I have made in my imagination.

You sensed that you should be following a different path, a more ambitious one, you felt that you were destined for other things but you had no idea how to achieve them and in your misery you began to hate everything around you.