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Mads.
Loving someone is recognizing the role they play or have played in your life and honoring that presence. Sometimes, love feels like an obligation but it is one you are willing to fulfill. Sometimes it takes hard work but you are willing to put in that work. Love is the constant you hold on to when you donât particularly like the one you love. Love is recognizing the ways in which, for better and worse, someone has contributed to your life.
Being in love is wild, breathtaking, infuriating. It is butterflies in your stomach when you think about your person, when you see them, when you hold them. Itâs the electricity when your skin meets. Itâs smiling at your person with wide eyes and an open heart and seeing them smile back at you in the same way. Itâs wanting to hold someoneâs hand, even when your hand is hot, a little sweaty. Itâs lust and the heat of wanting, wanting, wanting. Itâs seeing who someone truly is, the best and most terrible parts of them, and choosing not to look away from everything you see, actively embracing everything you see⌠Itâs wanting to be the best version of yourself for your person but also for yourself, especially for yourself⌠Itâs the pride you feel in their accomplishments and being as happy for their successes as you are for your own, if not more. Itâs their hurts becoming your hurts⌠Itâs a gut instinct. You just feel it. You know it in your bones. It isnât perfect, not at all. It doesnât need to be. It is, simply, what fills you up.
A soul mate is someone so deeply part of you that they feel like a vital organ, living outside of your skin. They are the hottest part of the sun, your true north, your home, the one from whom you will never walk away, no matter what the material conditions of your relationship might be. Your soul mate is the one you wait for knowing no matter what happens, that they are worth the wait. Your soul mate is the person you choose because you look at them always and think, âYou⌠there you are.â
âIt isnât perfect, not at all. It doesnât need to be. It is, simply, what fills you up.â

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Moments in the in between
I laugh and wake up laughing / and I want. I simply want and what dear god / is on the other side of want? I want that too. / My want is so wide I cannot cross it.
Michael Lee, "Row", The Only Worlds We Know
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Beginners (2010)
âHere. Here is simple and happy. Thatâs what I meant to give youâ.

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âYouâve lost someone you thought was the love of your life and I know you think it will hurt like this forever, but I promise you it doesnât. Iâm not saying youâll suddenly wake up one day and itâll be like it never happened â because it wonât⌠There will always be a loss, thereâs no ifâs or butâs about that. If you lose an amazing person from your life â that leaves a hole in your heart that nobody else can ever fill⌠You can find happiness, you can find other people and things to fill your heart in other places⌠but the space that belonged to that person will always be empty. Because human beings are unique and complicated creatures, and when you combine two of them together you get a love that is just as unique and therefore irreplaceable. So donât try to replace them because you canât⌠and get out of the mindset that youâll never love anybody as much or that no other relationship will compare to what youâve lost. You donât love people âmoreâ or âlessâ than each other â you just love them differently. The way you love somebody else will be different yes â but it will not be âmoreâ or âlessâ or âbetterâ or âworseâ⌠just different⌠and thatâs okay. You will find love again, but itâs never going to be the same love⌠and itâs only when youâre able to accept that and open yourself to the idea, that youâre finally ready to move on.â
â Ranata Suzuki | Donât say youâll never love again
âI look down at my body and think no, I will not abandon you.â
â Ashe Vernon - âFor Anyone Whoâs Listeningâ (via dostevsky)
âA lover doesnât⨠discourage your⨠growth. A lover says,⨠â¨âI see who you are today,⨠I cannot wait to see who⨠you become tomorrow.ââ
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Donte Collins (via wnq-writers)
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âHow do you move on? You move on when your heart finally understands that there is no turning back.â
â J.R.R. Tolkien

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âAs things get worse, poetry gets better, because it becomes more necessary.â
â Eileen Myles (via poetsandwriters)
âI was a girl gulping a womanâs grief.â
â Melissa Febos, from âCall My Name,â published in Prairie Schooner