life, love, and lessons learned

The only person who can pull me down is myself, and I’m not going to let myself pull me down anymore.

The only calibration that counts is how much heart people invest, how much they ignore their fears of being hurt or caught out or humiliated. And the only thing people regret is that they didn’t live boldly enough, that they didn’t invest enough heart, didn’t love enough. Nothing else really counts at all.

I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know there’s nothing but light when I see you.

I can’t afford to be your sometimes

I thought I would be understood without words.