Next Stop : Peace Of Mind

So she had to satisfy herself with the idea of love - loving the loving of things whose existence she didn’t care at all about. Love itself became the object of her love. She loved herself in love, she loved loving love, as love loves loving, and was able, in that way, to reconcile herself with a world that fell so short of what she would have hoped for.

‘What do you want in a man?’ A man who wants me more, I have realized that women always drown in their love and the men just swim.

My love is something valuable to me which I ought not to throw away without reflection.

I crave love but I never let my walls down to love someone. I crave intimacy but I shy away when someone shows me affection. I crave permanence but I end things before anything take roots. I detest hurt but I only let myself find love in doomed places. I am the largest walking contradiction I know.

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