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How long had the lone rock been there? Was she the first to notice it? To give it one hundred percent of her attention? Maybe that was all anyone ever wanted—to be truly seen and not just a fading object in the background.
“Even those who feel the most can feel empty. Do you want to know what it means to be alive? It’s not perfection. It’s not being okay all the time. It’s having fears. Feeling like you aren’t good enough. Trying every day to be better. Your tears reflect how beautifully imperfect you are. What could be more human than that?”
The moon could tell the sun all about her bad decisions later.
I know the road hasn’t been easy. But have you ever considered that you’re meant to walk the hard path so the next person can fly over it?”
“In another story, you would’ve been my beginning.”
“You don’t deserve to look at something beautiful before you die,”
There were far more good people in the world than there were bad. It didn’t always seem that way because evil tended to be louder.
She thought love was the beginning of her story, but stories always have an ending. A point where you turn the final page and it takes your breath with it. But love doesn’t have an ending. Love endures. It walks this earth with no face, concept of time, or reason. It simply is. And simply will be.
If you stay silent for what is wrong, you won’t be able to stand for what is right.
