Loyalty; it’s a three-syllable word for “Hey, there. I know that you snore and kick me while you’re asleep and you hate me for leaving my clothes everywhere and how I can be a total asshole when my allergy rhinitis is acting up and how neither of us knows what we want for dinner and when we do know it’s you wanting Italian and me wanting Chinese and for fucks sake we’ve watched The Notebook for more than a hundred times already and maybe there are thousands of people out there who are much cleanly and have better tastes in movies but you’re the only person I want to spend the rest of my full moons with.”
How can I describe her life to you? Well, she oversleeps a lot, listens to melancholic music even when she’s happy and puts on a perfect smile even when she’s sad.
Two writers should never fall in love with each other. Not unless they’re ready to be a part of each other’s stories forever.
Nobody ever says that, that those who fear falling in love have this tendency to be more affectionate and nurturing and gentle lovers. It’s not the fear of “falling in love” that they’re actually afraid of but the fear of “being in love.” The fear of being somewhere they’ve always wanted and the fear of not being worthy enough of it.
Falling in love with someone who makes you feel like anything is possible is so wonderful. Appreciate the feeling while it lasts. Let that person make you happy.