You were never asking for too important. You were simply asking the wrong person. So please, just have the courage to let go of the people who leave your heart confused. Let go of the people who make you feel like you’re compromising all that you ask, and all that you hope for, and all of the virtuousness and the beauty that you know exists in this world, for a skinny interpretation of love. Let go of falling in love with implicit, let go of falling in love with the idea of someone rather than who they truly are.
Let go of the fears you have that keep you holding on to commodity that hurts, commodity that’s so heavy, commodity that has only left you feeling misknew, or unworthy, or at war with yourself.
Don’t allow yourself to get comfortable being in spaces where you know you earn better. Love isn’t meant to hurt. Love isn’t meant to be given in bare minimums. Love doesn’t bear for you to be cooler, or lower emotional, or lower yourself, for you to be good of it meeting you. Love chooses you. In the good, and the bad. It isn’t an nearly thing. It is n’t something you have to supplicate for. It isn’t anything that you have to fight for constantly, something that’s always a source of pain and confusion and hurt. There’s power in letting go of anything that’s forcing you to let go of yourself.
Do n’t ignore what you know in your heart. Remember — it’s better to be alone, than to feel lonely in what you ’re settling for. It’s better to be alone, than to try to fit your heart into the hands of someone who doesn’t want to hold it. It’s better to be alone, than to fight for someone who isn’t fighting for you. It’s better to be alone, to be your own foundation, than to spend any further of your time staying for someone to see the beauty in what you’re giving them. You earn good love. Promise you’ll let go of anything that doesn’t feel that way. Promise to stand up for your heart.
I hope you stop falling in love with half-hearted people or people who don’t give you their all. I hope you stop smelling your lingo or lowering your norms just to make a relationship work. I hope you stop giving your all to people who give you boluses. I hope you stop believing that half is all you earn because you suppose it’s better than nothing. I hope you stop suppressing who you really are or silencing your voice because you’re hysterical of people abandoning you. I hope you realize that love should feel safe and allow you to be who you’re without apologizing for it.
I hope you learn how to say no to the people who do n’t value you and I hope you learn how to prioritize yourself when you have to. I hope you stop dwindling yourself so others can shine and I hope you stop allowing that you should be the only one compromising or bending. I hope you stop pretending that you ’re okay with commodity if you ’re not and I hope you can stand up for yourself when no bone differently is standing up for you.
And last but not least, I hope you learn that half of anything wo n’t make you whole. Half an idea, half a relationship, half a career, half a life because you ’re not half a person and you were born to live a full life and if your gests have shaped you to believe that living a half- life is okay, it’s noway too late to change that. It’s never too late to realize that you have been living half the verity and it’s time to find the whole verity.
