It’ll be disappointing if this relationship doesn’t work out but I’ll be happy all the same. Happy that I got to be part of his life, even for a short period of time. Happy that he’s shown me that there are good guys out there and what I want is attainable, even if it’s not with him.
I used to want relationships to last forever because I couldn’t stand having a void in my heart and life every time someone left. But I’ve come to realize that that isn’t what matters. It’s the experience and lessons that matter, not their duration. The important relationships you’ll have might only last a few months but they’ll shape how you are, how you love and how you live for the rest of your life.
So appreciate and cherish every moment because nothing lasts forever. Don’t hold the ones you love down, let them fly away because taking away someone’s freedom is the worst thing you can do. And don’t let your heart break, let it rejoice instead, even when the story is over. You had the chance to cross paths with this person and watching someone you love live and laugh and grow is the best gift you can ever receive. So love them with all your heart and encourage them to embark on new journeys, even if that means leaving you behind.
With every ending comes a new beginning - Jess Amelia
I knew that in the silence that followed, that anything could happen here. It might be too late again. I might have missed my chance. But I would at least know I tried, that I took my heart and extended my hand, whatever the outcome.
I knew, in the silence that followed, that anything could happen here. It might be too late: again, I might have missed my chance. But I would at least know I tried, that I took my heart and extended my hand, whatever the outcome.
“Okay,” he said. He took a breath. “What would you do, if you could do anything?”
I took a step toward him, closing the space between us. “This,” I said. And then I kissed him.
That was the thing. You never got used to it, the idea of someone being gone. Just when you think it’s reconciled, accepted, someone points it out to you, and it just hits you all over again, that’s shocking.
Here was a boy who liked flaws, who saw them not as failings but as strengths. Who knew such a person could even exist, or what would have happened if we’d found each other under different circumstances?