evolvingcaveman

Friendship is one of life’s quiet miracles when you look back and see how many moments were softened or completely changed you because someone chose to stand beside you. Nothing is promised, and no one owes us their time or their presence, which is why every shared memory is a gift. Treasure your friends with your whole heart. These are the moments that shape you, the ones that stay even as life shifts. Hold them close, remember the magic, and be grateful for the ones who still shine,even in a place like this.

Thank you for your eternal friendship, forever grateful. 💫

She never wanted to hear that she was flawless. She wanted to be loved despite her flaws.

She never wanted to be placed upon an unreachable pedestal of perfection. Instead, she wanted to be loved for each and every single one of her imperfections.

She did not want to be loved for the beauty that took two hours to create. She wanted to be loved as she was—without the makeup, with her hair tousled and untamed—with all the little flaws that were uniquely her.

She never wanted to be loved for what she could do. She wanted to be loved when she could do nothing at all but simply be. Quiet, still, overflowing with emotions that had no place to go except to pour.

She did not want to be loved only in success if she could not also be loved in failure, when she was lost, hurting, and at her lowest.

She never wanted to be loved for her intelligence if she could not be loved on the days she walked into walls, forgot things, or stumbled through life.

She did not want to be loved in the glow of youth if she could not also be loved when her hair turned grey and wisdom had replaced innocence.

If you love her, love all of her—the woman she is, the girl she was, and the person she is still becoming.

Anything less is not love at all.