The more you have loved and have allowed yourself to suffer because of your love, the more you will be able to let your heart grow wider and deeper. – Henri Nouwen
I don’t have much to say anymore.
I feel a lot, but have lost my ability to express those feelings through words be it written or spoken.
I am not the girl that i used to be, however i am growing, falling, changing and learning.
I hope that the girl waiting on the other side is more beautiful, confident & loving than the one i know today.
I’m learning that my love is a bit overwhelming at times. My love twists and turns and morphs the ideas in my head into false realities. My love is a bit gullible and all too believing. Sometimes i think my love could save someone, could help someone, could heal someone…but i’m learning that it isn’t always welcome, or wanted, or desired…and that’s okay. It’s okay to love and care about people without words or actions, just from a distance. It’s okay to love, and it’s okay to care…no matter who tells me otherwise.
Everyone is so undeserving of Love.
Everyone is so deserving of Love.
Everyone.
So yea, I was warned, and I didn’t listen…but I feel like love can only be a good thing for someone. I’m just learning what love is appropriate. I’m learning that my love has no power to save, to help, to heal. My love is powerless. My love is unattractive. My love is flawed. My love is genuine.
If I get hurt because I love too much. I’ll live with that.
I’d rather live loving and hurting, then living without love. I’d rather have a heart too big and get stepped on, then have a heart that can only be seen through a microscope.
Everything is a blessing & a curse.
I’m learning.
It’s okay.
And you’re finally free
to twist and turn like a skeleton key.
