People always ask me, “do you believe in soulmates?” My answer? I have to. After every person who left after saying they’d stay, after every unanswered text and sleepless night, I have to believe that all of that was leading up to something better. I have to believe that I’m supposed to wait for the person who’s been waiting for me too. So yes, I believe in soulmates. I believe that there’s someone that will make me realize why it never worked with anyone else.
—  Midnight thoughts (and I’m waiting for that)
We were invincible. We flowed like the winds during a storm, our currents so strong. We were wild like the raw taste of vodka. We were as free as the random long drives we took. You were my pure inhibition and I was your utter desire. We were flawless, but perfection doesn’t last long, and neither did we.
Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses.
—  Ann Landers
things i won’t tell you

i could love you with every piece of me
give you honeysuckles
paint you things
i’m falling for you and it goes against every single reservation that i want to have
but i don’t have any
because you’ve been nothing but pure, nothing but love and kindness and
freedom & warmth
like the clouds & the sun
you’re one of the safest spaces i know
yet everything that makes me stay
makes me want to run.

My mother didn’t talk much about what happened between her and my biological father: how she broke the news to him, if there were tears. But I do know of at least three words he said — “I love you” — and her response: “I don’t.” He proposed, convinced that getting married was the right thing to do. But she said, simply: “No.”