Love Love Love

You like someone who can’t like you back because unrequited love can be survived in a way that once-requited love cannot.

The best way to know life is to love many things.

Sometimes when I close my eyes the anger washes over me like cascading waterfalls. How could you do this, how could you do this, how could you do this? A tiny voice whispers, echoing off the walls of my heart from universes far, far away. “He loved you, just as much as you loved him. More, maybe. He is hurting, he feels it every single day. You know that feeling you used to have? The one where your heart strings pulled and danced? You felt him didn’t you? You felt him. That string will always connect the two of you. That feeling. But that is precisely why you must let go. Trust me. Trust me.”