“I finished talking to you about an hour ago or so! I decided to call mommie because I was so emotional! Not in a bad way, but relieved to hear the life in your voice. I’ve been aching to hear that strong voice!
I’m not sending the letter about Keisha because it was truly irrelevant now that we’ve talked! I still don’t feel she’s what you need right now, but for real, I’ve got to trust you! If you feel her something must be real! I only hope this situation isn’t making you feel you have to accept anything less than what you deserve only cause it’s been there. You and I will never feel any of our partners are worthy of either of us, so it’s not for me to judge.. really! I want someone to love you to the fullest! They have to love the man you truly are! She should praise you adore you, worship you inside out whether you right or wrong, pretty or ugly! You are the sun and the moon and should be treated accordingly! If it’s true, your heart should love her beyond our existence! That’s how you should be loved and that’s how you should love back! It’s unconditional! You walk now with two eyes open, when she’s by your side, with love you should be able to close one! I’ve always felt safe with you even through all this madness! I’ve never had a problem with closing that one eye when I was by your side! I had to see through yours to get a sense of your”
Sometimes I forget that words don’t mean as much to others, as they do to me. I forget that not everyone always means what they say and some people; do not understand the weight of their words. I assume that everyone is as careful as I am. As thoughtful in their speech. As deliberate. I take peoples words as gospel. As holy. I carry them around with me, amulets in my chest. And I am always, always heartbroken, when I learn that they are empty. That there is no weight to them. No magic or power. That I have been holding on, to things that never meant a thing.
I must remember, from now on, that words don’t mean to others, what they do to me.
For all those who fought bravely this day 19 years ago, to those that lived, may they live well and happy, and for those that died, may they rest in peace.
This day is not just to remember those who died, but to remember what they died for.
Love, loyalty, friendships and family stands above all, and to attain happiness there’s a need for sacrifice.
Sometimes, the good die young so the others can live longer. The ones who die for us, live through us.
They will always be in our hearts forever.
I raise my wand to Severus Snape, Fred Weasley, Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks, Colin Creevey, Lavender Brown and the Fallen Fifty.
I think everyone gets scared… thinking that you’ve become so close and comfortable with someone that you literally can’t picture your life without them in it. But the scariest part of it is, is that you can’t make someone love you, and you can’t make someone stay. No matter how many times they reassure you that they’ll never stop choosing you… you can’t help but to be a little scared.
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 weakness.
Haurchefant should be sainted in the Halonic faith tbh. Saint Haurchefant, who died to protect the warrior who helped liberate Ishgard from a millennia of lies and war. He could be the patron saint of love and friendship and loyalty.