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as my final act of love, I will swallow every "please stay" and turn it into silence so you don't feel trapped by my ache

i think humans are meant to lay in bed with the love of their life all winter.

I think the purest form of love is just wanting someone to notice life with you. "taste this. look at that. hear this song." again and again. until you can't imagine noticing life without them.

you’ll find new people to have deep conversations with. you’ll find a new place to feel at home in. you’ll find a reason to be genuinely excited to wake up in the morning. you’ll find someone who will reinvent your tainted version of love. you’ll find a way to reconceptualise your feelings and turn to healthy ways to cope. you’ll find a way to reach your goal and improve yourself. you’ll find a way to live every day with inner peace and appreciation for everything you have.

you think that you're so alone in the world then you read literature from hundreds of years ago and you realize that other people have always felt this way