! - i think love is when i put myself to bed even when...
sometimes the truth hits that the person you are telling is not responsible for holding your pieces intact, and the clarity is sharp enough to make you rethink what love even means.
there's a certain humiliation in admitting you want to be loved
I don’t have all the answers, and I get things wrong all the time. But I no longer fight against my nature. My life is filled with love, with deeply loving people, because I care too much. How could I resent that? My capacity to attach to others also my capacity to attach to the world.
— Ava
maybe because in a world where connection feels scarce, loneliness haunts us. the idea of complete surrender is seductive . and the narrative keeps replaying, because it’s gripping, painful, and undeniably human . it holds up fractured mirrors for us to see not just what love is, but what it can do when we forget to hold ourselves close too.