having to come to terms with the fact that love is not an everlasting performance in which you attempt to retain the attention of your significant other but rather a release of control and putting faith into them and trusting them to choose to stay with you no matter what you have to offer
to love and be loved is to rest
Original reblog: New Yearās Day 2024⦠a classic cry for help. Donāt laugh, I was manifesting from the never-ending lonely void. Nearly two years later and Iām still in the exact same placeā¦
I used to be okay with the fact that nobody I still know has the courage to tell me that they donāt love or care about me. At least when that part is left unsaid, I can pretend that Iām not defective and anything could still happen.
The only thing that has fuelled me is the promise of love. Now I wake up increasingly scared because every day it feels more and more truthful that even hope canāt sustain itself when itās been stretched this thin.


















