Sometimes the smallest of ripples become a wave.

“I wonder if someone has ever thought of me so much at night that they couldn’t sleep.”

“It’s okay to be scared; please try your best to remember that there are always people who will help you through.”

“Another morning comes. It always does. Time always moves at the same rate, only feelings have different speeds. Every day can mark a whole lifetime or a single heartbeat, depending on who you spend it with.”

“So, do it. Decide. Is this the life you want to live? Is this the person you want to love? Is this the best you can be? Can you be stronger? Kinder? More compassionate? Decide. Breathe in. Breathe out, and decide.”

“stop returning to toxic situations just because you have history with them”

And maybe that's the tragedy of people like me. We keep offering water to a world that left us thirsty. We keep building homes in our chest for people who never planned to stay. And somehow, after all of it, we still leave the porch light on.