I’ve never been able to connect with anyone, the way I connected with him.
From the moment we first met, I knew that he was different.
The way he spoke, his voice, the way the galaxies were present in his soft, blue eyes.
I feel like for the first time in my life, the universe has worked in my favour.
A gift from the heavens.
And lord knows I’ll do whatever it takes to keep him around.

When you start to fall for someone new.
It’s full of potential and excitement.
What could happen?
Yet it also comes with that fear.
What could happen?
We have the choice: to fall into the unknown.
To let yourself be emerged in this feeling that you aren’t unfamiliar with.
With hopes it brings out the best in your life.
And maybe, just maybe, it’ll be right this time.

Or.

We can catch ourselves.
Never take the risk out of the fear or rejection and abandonment.
We can over think “maybe I shouldn’t act like this”, “they wouldn’t like this”, “I don’t deserve this.”
But passion is infinite. Risks are worth taking.
And I want to give as much love as I can.

There is this boy, he’s different. His words spark fires in places I thought would never see light. His name is like a melody, I could hum it all day long. Like a night of cloudless chimes and starry skies, the best of dark and bright meet in the aspect of his big blue eyes.
It’s nothing I’ve really felt before. So it made me wonder, what it was like to be in his arms, how it would feel if he reached over and grabbed my hand
And it had me dancing around the topic of how badly I wanted to be the air that filled his lungs. And I was never a girl who was interested in science, but. I’d like to know why my heart felt like it was defying gravity whenever he smiled. But you just keep tip toeing around me, like I’m a ticking time bomb. Not noticing how attracted I am to you, and how much I’d be willing to give you..

Everything about us was electric. From the moment we met, shy eyes peeking past the people that separated us, it was like falling through the sky. Topsy turvy and clutching hands and flipping stomachs. We touched each other like we might never have another night, tip toeing around words like forever. We only understood this moment, that moment. Here, now. But we called it love, and those moments never drifted too far.
    
Electric. Late nights of too much ***** and other lonely souls that smoked with us in silence and skin that screamed for more and more and more. But mouths that screamed, too. At one another because that boy looked at me for too long, and you forgot your credit card again, and commitment was a word you never understood. Screaming for more and more and more. More than this and that and here and now. Blood rushing from our hearts to our heads as we fell and fell and fell through the sky. Love, we called it. As if a four letter word could keep us from crashing.
    

But it took me a long time to realize that love isn’t falling. Or crashing. Or electric. It isn’t uncertainty and pain and being so scared you forget why you jumped in the first place. No, love isn’t falling at all; it's landing

Let
yourself burn,  
and became anew.
Welcome a woman,
who loves ruthlessly.
Cleanse your  
heavy heart,
and leave behind
memories
of the girl
you use to be.

He only said what he felt when he couldn’t control the current of jumbled words that cascaded past his lips, when his mind was too hazy to form any coherent thoughts. He would chance sideways glances at her, touch her every now and then, fleetingly, as though he was afraid, so she wouldn’t notice. When his pupils were only tiny pinpricks of light, like two stars against the night sky, and all they saw was her. And he knew that when he’d walk into her again, when the sun was up instead of the moon, he would retreat into his shell, into the walls he had built, the empty fortress for his lonely self. Because he could never repeat the things he whispered into her ear during nights out, and he hoped she wouldn’t remember. But she did. And she couldn’t look at him either, not when they met with clear heads - not because she was scared or hadn’t listened or had been simply too drunk to understand, no. She thought he didn’t care enough to acknowledge her. To greet her. To ask her how she was. To hold her like he had before, when his words had been slurred and his warmth had seeped into her skin. And this way they kept missing each other, meeting dead ends wherever they went.

It’s so easy to compare yourself with others, you can get lost in how much you wish you had what someone else has.

Have the courage to be happy for others and still be content with what you have, nothing good comes from wanting what your neighbor has when you could be working hard for the things that are good and worth fighting for.

Have the courage to lay down your ego, because humility is far more beautiful than the things you desire.

Have the courage to reach out in love, because light can never be overcome by darkness.

Have the courage to lay it all down, because we need to be an example of a greater and more fulfilling life than a life of greed and comparison.

Once you let go of your selfish wants, you will begin to see how wonderful life can be when we extend an olive branch to those who so desperately need to be loved. You will breathe and smile, knowing that you are stepping into the light.