to love anyone, in a platonic, familial or romantic way, runs the risk of heartache and heartbreak. the risk of loss. nonetheless I will make the choice to love— again and again.
drew a boundary with a friend and communicated discomfort towards his inconsiderate behavior towards me and he called today and said we can’t be friends because our values are different. the moment I expressed my needs is when he determined we no longer aligned.
at what point does grief go away? I’ll go days without thinking about it and then suddenly I am reminded & taken right back to the fall. more than anything I remember you crumbling in front of me, bit by bit. the loss of your memory was my heartbreak. the loss of you, everything.
I'm so madly in love with my girlfriend but also in such a steady, warm kind of love. like knowing she's in my life, that she's somewhere, anywhere at all, in this existence at the same time as me, oh it fills me with joy.