“Someone will come along. Someone who understands that you get jealous and anxious. Someone who knows the fears you have rooted deep in your past and holds you when you’re feeling scared. Someone who can’t dance, but dances with you anyway. They can’t sing, but they’ll sing to you anyway. They’ll love any gift you give, even when it’s the wrong size and they’ll love anything you cook for them, even when it’s burnt. They’ll make you laugh until you cry, and know exactly what to say to make you smile. They’ll leave you feeling helplessly, unapologetically happy as you fall asleep at night. You’ll wonder how you ever got so lucky. Just be patient. Someone will come along.” ❤️

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 “I am learning each day that it’s good to show yourself, to tear down the walls that we build when we have been hurt. We must let the sunshine of honesty and love flow into our souls, just as we must let light fall upon all living things. To open up is to breathe in, to let our hearts be vulnerable is the first step that leads us to run towards something good. I am not extending my hand to an unknown when I allow myself to feel deeply, instead, I am reaching with the hope that my future will not be the same as my past. Because when we are vulnerable with those we love, we grow stronger and more whole in who we are, and ultimately we find ourselves becoming who we were created to be.” ❤️•

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I WANT TO SPEND EACH DAY WRITING LOVE LETTERS TO THE WORLD WITH MY LIFE. I WANT THE WAY I SPEAK, THE WAY I BREATHE, THE WAY I WALK, THE WAY I LIVE TO BE STAINED INK ON THE PAGES OF MY LIFE. WHEN PEOPLE FIND MY STORY I WANT WORDS OF LOVE TO EMBRACE THEM.
THAT’S THE KIND OF PERSON I WANT TO BE. THE KIND OF LIFE I WANT TO LIVE. xo

1. She might not reach out to make plans, because she doesn’t want to be shut down or rejected, especially early on. Instead, she’ll respond by making sure you know how much she appreciates you taking initiative, & will be open to trying new things when you propose them. 2. She stopped herself from just blowing you off. She’s trying. Trying to believe that you aren’t just anyone, to believe your first move won’t be to hurt her. 3. She wants to love blindly, but she can’t because before you met her, she learned exactly what can happen when you wholeheartedly put all your faith in one person: They can leave. But her belief in that big, unattainable love exists & if she’s giving you a chance it means you have qualities she thinks could fit with hers. She wouldn’t bother otherwise. 4. She will be overly protective about her private life/friends/family. 5. She’ll talk about the future in generalizations – not so she doesn’t freak you out, so she doesn’t freak herself out. 6. If she calls you out on something that bothered her, she’s beginning to trust you. She’d typically brush it off, ignore it, or phase you out if you did something to upset her. But if she’s willing to explain how you made her feel in a specific instance, she thinks you’re worth keeping around. 7. She takes commitment seriously & doesn’t want to rush. Fear of rejection means biding your time before putting yourself in a vulnerable position. 8. The more she likes you, the higher her expectations will be. (But if she sees how hard you try, she’s also more apt to be forgiving.) 9. She will appear to not need you & it’s through no fault of your own. She doesn’t want to appear to rely on anyone but herself because people who are hesitant to trust don’t want to openly admit that they need anyone else to be happy. 10. You’ll know she’s going for longevity if she opens up to you about why she has trouble trusting people in the first place. She won’t lay it out for you, but she’ll give you pieces from her past relationships, or share a small bit of the story about who hurt her. She’ll want you to understand where she’s coming from, & she’ll want to understand anything that hurt you too. #MayaK 

Learn her favorite memory with her mother. Learn what she likes to do when she has no deadlines to meet and no obligations to anyone. Learn to love her siblings as your own—they have all the funny stories to share. Learn her routines, and when she needs to break them. Learn to read her emotions without asking her what she’s feeling. Learn if her dad waited on her hand-and-foot when she was younger because she’s his little girl. Learn what music to play and when. Learn all the things she doesn’t tell anyone else.”-Learn her, love her, and never let her go. ❤️

I like drinking coffee alone, and reading alone. 

I sitting alone, 

and do other thing alone. 

I like eating alone, 

and listening to music alone. 

It gives me time to think, 

and set my mind free.
But when I see a mother with her child, 

a girl with her lover, 

or a friend laughing with their best friend, 

I realize that even though I like being alone, 

I don’t fancy being lonely. -unknown ☕️

My soulmate 

live with the hope that one day, someone, will look into my eyes and see the deepness of my soul, and all the suffering and struggles will finally make sense to the person that can see behind all the imperfections and dust that’s been pilled up in all these years. I’ve had my turns at trying to love people, but it never turned out as planned and I’ve failed in keeping someone next to me, simply because you can’t force someone to be by your side if it’s not meant to be, and I’ve grown to accept that and not fight against it. I’ve been selfish for far too long in trying to cling on to someone, and I believe nobody is perfect.. But as long as I still breathe, I’m willing to let people come into my life, play their part in my life’s plan and then let go if it’s necessary. Nothing can last forever and it’s something we grow to accept. Let time do its’ thing and don’t get too attached, that’s all I can do.~ Virgil Kalyana Mittata Iordache 🌹

Don’t look away 

I don’t believe in love at first sight. That may be a misconstrued thought but I’ve learned that love is a flower and communication is the water that helps it grow. It stems from a mutual interest, curiosity and some narcotic sense of belonging in someone else. Even “belonging” is a dead giveaway in its subtle definition. “Be-Longing” and so I belong to the thoughts that either cloud or illuminate the path I am constantly deviating from. And although life has made me whimsically cynical, I do believe love can sometimes birth from something sort of comical such as circumstantial chance. I say that in the most sincere way. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Now I can deviate from the trail and dive into the rabbit hole of endless possibilities and hypothesize like so many others on the basis of common thought. Cosmic dust, a higher state of consciousness arousing from the universe manifesting itself in human form, but I’m afraid I’ll lose myself there some more. Yet I chuckle on my own amusement and wonder about what sets everyone apart and what keeps us all here, you know? What stirs it up? All of it… ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀I look up and see different kinds of hue holding poor blue hostage and hear a sound cradled through the wind. “If eyes could speak, what would yours say?” And without giving it little mind I squeeze her hand and find the last traces of it all… “same thing they told me the first time, same thing they tell me all the time, don’t look away” 

Goddess

She does everything with passion stained hands. Looks at the world with burning, fire-lit eyes, loves with a splintering chaos, deep in her bones and smiles with a secret mouthful of mischief. She feels everything all at once or not at all, with a soul that runs deeper than any hell and more intense than any heaven you know. The world isn’t ready for the havoc in her blood and the storm on her skin, but she doesn’t stop for anyone… And she walks with thunder in her shoes. -Stephanie Bennett-Henry 🔥