having to come to terms with the fact that love is not an everlasting performance in which you attempt to retain the attention of your significant other but rather a release of control and putting faith into them and trusting them to choose to stay with you no matter what you have to offer
to love and be loved is to rest
Original reblog: New Yearâs Day 2024⌠a classic cry for help. Donât laugh, I was manifesting from the never-ending lonely void. Nearly two years later and Iâm still in the exact same placeâŚ
I used to be okay with the fact that nobody I still know has the courage to tell me that they donât love or care about me. At least when that part is left unsaid, I can pretend that Iâm not defective and anything could still happen.
The only thing that has fuelled me is the promise of love. Now I wake up increasingly scared because every day it feels more and more truthful that even hope canât sustain itself when itâs been stretched this thin.
