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“I love you too,” I heard myself say. The second the words escaped my mouth, I knew how absurd they were. But I knew I wasn’t saying them to him; I was saying them to something else. To the belief in hope and kindness.
“It may seem that life is difficult at times but it’s really as simple as breathing in and out,” she read. “Rip open hearts with your fury and tear down egos with your modesty. Be the person you wish you could be, not the person you feel you are doomed to be. Let yourself run away with your feelings. You were made so that someone could love you. Let them love you.”
“What are you trying to control?” “Everything,” I said, realizing it as I said it out loud. “I’m trying to have a hand in everyone’s opinion of me. How everyone behaves toward me. I’m trying to stop bad things happening. Death, disaster, disappointment. I’m trying to control it all.”
It takes a village to mend a broken heart.
And if this is it, if this is all there is—just me and the trees and the sky and the seas—I know now that that’s enough.
I said goodbye to the last ten years like an old friend. One I had finally outgrown, but would remember forever. Rambunctious, restless, and ramshackle. Roving, raucous, and rebellious. My roaming decade; my roaring twenties.
Be endlessly wary of someone who is intent on looking after you all the time. Be endlessly wary of someone who needs looking after all the time.
