Do you want to know what terrifies me? I’m not scared of much these days, but the thought of oneday suddenly realizing that I missed real love causes my heart to tighten, and my eyes begin to water oh so slightly. A face like a sneeze, that provides no relief to the pressure in my chest.
Has chance passed already? Has fate been denied because I was looking in the other direction? Or not looking at all? Or directionless? Was I searching for all the wrong qualities, or was I set on a feeling that I idealized?
Perhaps I could have been surprised by butterflies if I had stopped looking in the past. Maybe my heart was not as open as I thought, or there are pieces missing, as I suspected. Did we once pass eachother over like the blemished produce in the grocery store? We are made of so much more than apples and bananas, though I would gladly eat through your core to get to the seeds, especially since I don’t believe in carcinogens. And even if they were real, I would bite through that cancertrail and declare that my love cannot be filtered, but only snowball more
I will make it a point to seek out the damaged, I will soften the scars, I will say “fuck yes!” to love, any opportunity to love, just for the sake of loving.
What is there to lose, but fear?
our dreams will break the boundaries of our fears
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Angus & Julia Stone | Draw Your Swords
(Source: amylianggg)
