Things Fall Apart.

“Give people time. Give people space. Don’t beg anyone to stay. Let them roam. What’s meant for you will always be yours.”

Does the sun ask itself, “Am I good? Am I worthwhile? Is there enough of me?” No, it burns and it shines. Does the sun ask itself, “What does the moon think of me? How does Mars feel about me today?” No it burns, it shines. Does the sun ask itself, “Am I as big as other suns in other galaxies?” No, it burns, it shines.

Betrayal is one of the worst pains a person can possibly endure. Someone who once felt like home to you; someone you thought you could trust with your deepest, darkest thoughts, is now a distant, cold, bitter memory.

Rosemary, lavender, sage, rain, grass, the smell of the person you love.