“there are no shortcuts, in life or in love. this pain must be felt. the alternative is much worse. it’s what makes us special, what makes us beautiful, what makes us worthy; the pain of how we love. but that pain is accompanied by something else, isn’t it? hope.”
“a heart is a fragile thing. that’s why we protect them so vigorously, give them away so rarely and why it means so much when we do. some hearts are more fragile than others. more pure somehow. like crystal in a world of glass, even the way they shatter is beautiful.”
this is my heart.