Pixie’s thoughts at 2:30 on a Wednesday morning:
* Do feelings ever truly leave us? Or do they morph and shift into something different? Like if you love someone, do you ever truly stop loving them? Or does it just become a different kind of love depending on how deep the love went?
* Why HAS it always felt so natural to talk to certain people? Why with some people does it feel like you’ve known them forever? Why with some people can you not talk for months and then it feels like absolutely no time has passed? Is that the true definition of deeply caring for someone?
* What’s is the difference of being in love with someone and loving someone? Are there just different ways to be in love with someone? Not romantically per se but simply in love with how that persons soul fits with yours? Isn’t that love in its simplicity?
* When you touch someone so deeply for an extended period of time do they ever truly leave you when they’re gone?
* How does your heart ever truly know what it wants in life. Maybe romance isn’t the end all be all? Maybe being happy is?
* Maybe I’m overthinking?
