“Don’t explain. People only hear what they want to hear.”
Spring doesn’t miss the months of winter. It doesn’t look back into the dark nights remembering. It just moves forward facing summer. Because you can’t not bloom holding on to the cold.
“They’re out there, somewhere. I promise they exist. There’s someone out there who’s going take all your baggage and unpack it with you. Someone who wants to know every happy memory, every dark thought, and every crazy story. Someone who’s going to love you so much, you won’t remember what it was like to feel broken. Someone who’s going to be worth the wait.”
Let it go
Ugh I want this in my life. Lonely af
Kiss me in public. Put your arm around me so people know I’m with you. Call me babe in front of our waiter. Pull me in because I’m just not quite close enough to you. Make me watch that one tv show that’s your guilty pleasure. Tell me your biggest fear and I’ll promise to protect you. Kiss me at red lights because if you don’t then I’ll kiss you. Show me the one song you can never listen to without crying. Don’t hide the tiny details about you. Because I’ll remember every one of them.
A kind stranger asked me today how to stop loving someone. And I said “I don’t think I’ve ever really stopped loving anyone and that’s the complexity of love. I think I can let go of someone and turn that love into a fossilised version of itself in memory. But trying to repress it never worked for me. So instead, I gently placed it behind glass in the museum in my head. I only access it now when I am strong enough to remember that love without the intensity of the pain and hurt it caused.”
Nikita Gill, Extracts from Life