“I almost feel bad for the young hearts who are about to embrace love for the first time. Do you remember that kind of love? It’s innocent and pure; it’s almost so hard to remember because at this point you’ve endured so much. You thought it’d last forever and it often left you breathless. You were young and brave and you’d never been heart broken. And then it shook you to your core, you were left helpless, confused and alone.
You’ve rebuilt yourself time and time again. Independence. Casual relations. A new love. (This is it, this is the one) Loss. Independence. It’s a cycle, but yet we almost crave it.
But here we are today. Reminiscing about the past. Love at most seems bittersweet and nostalgic. You’re almost too afraid for love again because you now know what it’s like to feel everything and nothing at once.”- @blueeyes-greenlies