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āWe donāt realize what a privilege it is to grow old with someone.ā
ā Cecelia AhernĀ
āNot all toxic people are cruel and uncaring. Some of them love us dearly. Many of them have good intentions. Most are simply toxic to our being simply because their needs and way of existing force us to compromise ourselves and our happiness. They arenāt inherently bad people, but they arenāt the right people for usā
ā Daniell Koepke
āYou need to love the wrong ones, to know what it feels like when you finally do love the right one.ā
ā (via in-toxicxted)
A post about romantic relationships
so Iāve been in a relationship for 5 years now. And I see a lot of posts about how people think relationships mean having butterflies forever, your heart beating faster when they walk into a room, about cuddling together every night, legs intertwined, that youād be so happy to live together youād sleep on a double bed with each other every night.
And its not really like that, at least not to me.
You stop getting the butterflies when you live together. Your heart no longer speeds up when you see them, but instead, everything calms down. When youre in the room with them, you feel calm, and secure. When you cuddle them you feel your heart beat slow, and the sound of their breathing carry you towards comfort. It doesnt feel like a roller coaster anymore, it feels like home.
You donāt sleep curled up with each other every night, legs twisted between theirs so tight its hard to tell where yours begin and theirs end.
Instead, you sleep comfortably, side by side, sometimes facing different directions. But every night, you find yourself scooting backwards on the bed so you bump into them. You snuggle against their arm, or stroke their hair as they fall asleep. There are nights when my boyfriend, in his sleep, reaches around me and pulls me to him, like a child with his teddybear, like I am his comfort.
Ā In the wee hours of the morning before the dawn breaks, when the world is blue and you see through cracked eyes, you curl into their chest and inhale their scent before drifting back to sleep.Ā
Kisses arenāt always romantic and firey anymore. But there are so much more of them now. There are cold kisses when youāre eating ice cream in the summer, and sticky kisses over breakfast pancakes. ThereāsĀ āim leaving nowā kisses, andĀ āone more kiss before you goā kisses. Thereās sleepy morning kisses before work, when you donāt remember the alarm going off but instead the press of their lips against yours is what brings you into the day.
Thereās kisses before sleep, and, you are so sweet with the things you do kisses. Thereās kisses because you treat animals so tenderly, and Iām so glad iām with you and not someone else kisses. Thereās quick kisses in the aisles of the grocery store, when its loud and you gravitate together, when instead of having your own personal space and their own personal space, its both of yours together, and you step into their chest to take up less area together.Ā
You donāt always text each other with confessions of love and care like you used to, because thatās a given now, and youāve moved on to quirky inside jokes about the life youve built together. You share looks of exasperation and amusement in public, your own little world against the outside one.Ā
Relationships arenāt always a fairy tale. Theyāre not always fireworks and sparks, at least, after the start.
But they are a quiet rhythm and hum of love and care. Itās not a fire in your soul, but one in your hearth, keeping you warm and comfortable, comforting you as you drowsily drift into sleep.
And I love that.
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āBe with someone thatās good for your mental health. Someone who brings you inner peace. Someone who challenges your bad habits, but supports your process of change.ā
ā Idil Ahmed
Iām gonna need you to love me a little harder sometimes. Most days, Iāll act like Iām just fine. Iāll paint my smile across my face and wear it proudly. Iāll laugh loudly like Iāve never tasted sadness in my life. But other days, I will not be so strong. I will not walk boldly into the room, I will collapse into it. My vision of life will be clouded by darkness, and I will make my walls extra thick in hopes that you donāt notice. Please, notice. And when you do, pull me close. Hold me until weāre both too warm for anything else to matter. Let me breathe you in. Tell me that you love me, donāt stop until I respond, and then tell me again. I know this could be inconvenient for you, and Iām sorry. I donāt mean to be a bother, but sometimes I need to be told that Iām worth it.
Maxwell DiawuohĀ , NaPoWriMo Day 6 - Love (via wnq-writers)
You get a strange feeling when youāre about to leave a place. Like youāll not only miss the people you love but youāll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because youāll never be this way ever again.
Azar Nafisi, Reading Lolita in Tehran (via ohteenscanrelate)
one of the most toxic things iāve ever done is ignore the bad in someone because i love them
There comes a time where you MUST pick yourself over all of the people you deeply care about. Pick yourself because you value your time, love, energy and sanity. Youāre the most important person in your life because no one else will take care of your mental and emotional well being like you can. Choose yourself first always.
But itās not enough to be in love. Itās about how you spend your days, what you do together, who you choose as friends, and most of all itās what work you doā¦Better to break both our hearts now than watch them wither away over time.
Helen Simonson, Major Pettigrewās Last Stand (via wordsnquotes)