Love isn't what breaks our hearts, it's what holds them together. The pain of heartbreak isn't from a lack of love. No, that feeling is the heart sending out signals. Tiny fragments of itself, like beacons in the night. Splintering and searching out from inside oneself. You see, every time a heart breaks it grows. For when those beacons are seen they turn back home. But returning with fragments of other once lost now found souls. So that what may have felt void is made whole.

dec tenth ‘24

we cannot love and asked to be loved in return.  we can simply love.  and love wholly.

a heart that bleeds is a heart that beats.

I used to think women were fools for thinking they could change men. And so now I am left wondering what I’ve made of myself for thinking I could change a woman’s ever-changing mind. That if I was willing to change and to be made better that it would be returned in kind. I’ve heard you should be loved for who you are but I’ve never been too fond of some of the things I used to be. While I’ve come to terms with that there’s no settling on lesser expectations I have for myself. Some say that’s rather harsh passing such personal judgment. But isn’t everyone their own worst critic? And besides, if we didn’t pass any judgment whatsoever what progress would there ever be to be made? Yes they’res levels of self-acceptance worth reaching but something reached doesn’t have to necessarily mean something settled. Every day always isn’t a step forward. But what’s wrong to say I want to be better today than I was yesterday and each and every day going forward? Especially if that means that today I have to forgive myself for who I was yesterday.

feb fourth ‘12