letters to no one

“There comes a point in a relationship when you realize that you trust someone enough to let them keep their secrets.”

“You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place. Like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place because you’ll never be this way ever again.”

“Because once you hear something, you can never return to the time before you heard it.”

Please, I want so badly for the good things to happen.

“Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.”

You will let some butterflies go. Some will come back. Some will fade away. And some will return, never looking quite the same.

Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.

When you recover or discover something that nourishes your soul and brings joy, care enough about yourself to make room for it in your life.

All I ever wanted was some semblance of permanence. To feel settled.