“and if he wants to leave then let him leave you are terrifying and strange and beautiful something not everyone knows how to love”
“You don’t have only one soul-mate. If you did, you would have married your best friend three years ago. She knows you better than her right hand, and she’ll listen to you cry from eight states away. You don’t have only one soul-mate, because people wake up different parts of you— parts you never even knew existed. The boy when you were 15 taught you what it felt like to get caught kissing in a closet at the party you never should have been at in the first place, without his lips ever touching yours. When you were 18, a boy let you know what it’s like to have your heart lodged in your throat, because he’s moving 2,000 miles away, And he won’t tell you when he’ll be back. You wait until you’re 22 to get attached again, and this time you feel it in every inch. It’s as if you got struck by lightning— the Lichtenberg figure crawls up your arms and across your back, like his hands on your skin while you laid in bed together, and you thought the thump of your heart was in time with his. You don’t have only one soul-mate; Instead, you have soul-mates, because your heart is huge and you have the room.”
“I don’t have a fear of commitment. I have a fear of abandonment. We all screw things up. I screw things up, especially with people I love. I get needy, I get moody, I get distant, I want to be close, I get confused. I don’t understand all of it, but I keep pushing because I hope this thing, this universe, there’s no way that I’m the only person out there who wants something this bad, if I want it, someone else out there must too.”
“you want the truth? no, I didn’t mean it when I said I loved you. If I could replace every “i love you” with “I could love you but maybe later” I would. but I would have never loved you, I never wanted to. I liked fucking you because I felt no emotion. it just felt like you were erasing something in me. we were easy. I didn’t have to lose sleep thinking about your crooked little smile and I didn’t have to lose my thoughts to the way you pour your coffee. I didn’t love you and I know you didn’t love me either. it was just easy to say, like saying I love you was saying sorry. the truth is there’s plenty of fish in the sea but for some reason I keep catching you.”
silence doesn’t always mean ‘okay’
“Between what is said and not meant, and what is meant and not said, most of love is lost.”
“I leave my affairs to You, Ya Allah. I’ll do my best and leave everything else to You. :’)”
“Which do you want: the pain of staying where you are, or the pain of growth?”
“When you love someone, you say their name different. Like it’s safe inside your mouth.”
“I always find myself caught between saying too much and not saying enough”