Please Don't Try To Have A Casual Conversation With Me If You Owe Me An Apology:)

Please don't try to have a casual conversation with me if you owe me an apology:)

xoxo

life would seem so much livable and worth living if i was a ghibli character and someone who could collect flowers as a chore of my day

There is something so beautiful about them not knowing who you are anymore. They don't get to see how you are thriving. They'll never hear you speak about your new achievements. And I think there is so much comfort in knowing that you are a completely different person whom they'll never have a privilege of meeting.

I know that at first it's heartbreaking: becoming someone they won't recognize. But then it's the most freeing thing in the world to become better than the way they left you: broken and doubtful.

As much as you have forgiven them and moved on from everything, you don't have to let them in again. They don't deserve to be in your life. To know you inside out. They are not worthy of being around you because God knows how much you had to bury before you rose again.

I need you to know that a life untouched by unwelcomed hands is a beautiful thing. It's powerful to be able to live without them. It's liberating.

There is beauty in becoming better without them.

@/talesofmaya_

oh to be loved like a habit and not a chore. oh to be loved because loving you is their default state of being and not something they have to perform like a duty. ohh to be loved because they don't want to live a life where loving you doesn't exist.

oh to be loved truly.

One of the sweetest parts of loving someone, is having their wellness prioritised as if it were your own. It becomes natural to share whatever goodness you have or do, with them.

Like "oh!! This chocolate is so good I'm gonna save a piece for her!" Or instinctively saying their name in every prayer you make.

Instead of thinking and doing good only for yourself, you do it for them too. Love merge people in such a way, that they become not only a part of our life but an extension of us.

aannnnd maybe, ( just maybe🤏🏻)someone from the spirit realm finds us and tells us: "i don't know my own name but for some reason I know yours." (🥹🩷)

and we end up solving the identity crisis:))

(heavenly delusion)

me(looking for the cute boy who has read all the books in my tbr list): concrete roooaadsss!!!