A Gentle Reminder

by Bianca Sparacino

The right person will know how to hold your love. The right person will choose you just as deeply as you choose them. You will not have to quiet the way you care, you will never feel like you are too much. You will not have to beg for the love you deserve. One day, you will be met where you are. One day, you will be someone’s favorite thing, and you will not be confused — you will not feel like you are fighting for someone who isn’t fighting for you. One day, you will understand that it never mattered how tightly you held on to the wrong people, how intensely you tried, because the right people were always going to find you. The right people were always going to stay.

Those souls need to be reminded that they deserve the love they keep giving to everyone else.

You have to let go. You have to let go because when you hold on, when you keep something alive inside of you, you are allowing for your past to take up the space in your heart and in your mind that is meant for your future.

You have to let go. You have to accept that sometimes beautiful things end, that sometimes people leave, that sometimes two human beings don’t beat the odds, and you have to find closure in that. You have to heal.

It is okay to slow down. It is okay to take the time you need. You are in no rush to figure out your own soul. It’s never too late to start over, it’s never too late to change your mind, it’s never too late to redirect yourself, to replace the dreams you thought you wanted for the ones that genuinely excite and challenge you.

So keep going — because the world needs your uniqueness. It needs your talent, your art, your mind.

You are so deeply capable of doing something beautiful with your life. Don’t let roadblocks, or self-doubt, or the way your journey is unfolding convince you otherwise. Leap towards all that scares and ignites you. Just try for something while you’re here.

Maybe right now, your journey isn’t about love. Maybe right now, your journey is about being alone.

that you can be your own home no matter what comes your way.

Maybe right now you are getting a second chance — to trust in it, and to forgive yourself for giving it away to those who could not value it; but most importantly, maybe right now you are being called to protect it, to find your way back into your tenderness, to find your way back into your soul.

Maybe right now you are being reminded — that the people who walked away were only ever leading you back to yourself, were only ever leading you here.

Here, you are adapting, and mending, and reclaiming all of the pieces you let them walk away with. Here, you are being kinder to your soul, you are giving yourself the same kind of love you have always given to others.

Love is like a fingerprint, curated between two individual souls, and within that it is always its own rare and beautiful thing, an extension of who you both were within those moments in time.

It will always be different. It will hold you differently, and it will say your name differently, and it will laugh differently, and hope differently, and you will make different memories within it;

do not keep searching for your past in your future.

No one will ever fully be able to understand the internal battles you had to endure just to heal, just to grow, just to make it here today. Be proud of the way you fought to save yourself. Be proud of the way you survived.

You never know what is waiting for you on the other side of your hope.

I hope you have the courage to keep loving deeply in a world that sometimes fails to do so.

I hope you have the courage to believe that genuine connection still exists. And I hope you have the courage to stand up for that, to open yourself to it when you start to feel it bloom within the heart of you.

I hope you have the courage to believe that goodness still exists, that there are those who have the capacity to love the way you do, that there are those who will see you and grow you and teach you more about the world.

At the end of the day you should leave this world with a heart that is worn-out and soft all over. A heart that is bruised from loving, and feeling, and caring in the best way possible. At the end of the day, you should be proud of your inability to be anything but open to the world. You should be proud of who you are.

To forgive yourself for what you had to do to kill your sadness. To forgive yourself for the ways in which you didn’t fight for the person you were becoming.

I hope you have the courage to see endings as the cornerstones of the chapters that changed you without needing them to be a part of the rest of your story.

I hope you have the courage to not let the losses destroy you, to not let them burrow into the heart of who you are and convince you that you failed, or that you are unworthy of the happiness you are standing up for in your life.

I hope you have the courage to find the things in life that ignite you and deepen your understanding of the world and those within it.

I hope you have the courage to change.

The kindest people are not born that way, they are made. They are the souls that have experienced so much at the hands of life, they are the ones who have dug themselves out of the dark, who have fought to turn every loss into a lesson.

You deserve to be loved the way you love others.

When you know yourself, when you stand up for your heart, you do not bankrupt who you are just to keep half-loves in your life.

You are not afraid of being without it, because you know that you will always have yourself.

If you are trying to forget someone who was once a beautiful part of your life, the answer is — you don’t.

Letting go of someone you thought would be in your life forever is difficult;

But if you managed to find someone who cared for you, who saw you, who heard all of the horrible and haunted things you did in your life and still loved you harder, still thought it all shone like gold — that is special. You shouldn’t forget that. You should be thankful for it.

Be thankful for the fact that they saw you in ways you didn’t see yourself.

Walk away knowing that you felt something, that you experienced something a lot of people haven’t, and in that way — you were changed.

Love is not meant to be possessed. It is meant to be felt.

Move on — not for anyone else, not to prove to anyone that you can, but rather, do it for yourself.

Move on, not because you have something to prove to the outside world, but because you have something to prove to your heart, you have something to prove to your soul. You are worth saving. Save yourself.

I think it’s beautiful — the way you show up in this world, unguarded and willing to try again, despite all of the ways it has tried to defeat you.

I think it’s beautiful — the way you twist your losses into lessons, the way you fight even when you feel weak.

There is a resounding level of bravery to be found in being the person who believes in the light, even when they cannot see it.

You will not find a love that is perfect, but you will find a love that sees you.

The kind that brings down your walls, that asks you to share the parts of your soul you have tucked away and kept hidden from the world. You will not find a love that is perfect, but you will find a love that shows you that it is okay to be the kind of person who balances both hope and hurt within them,

You will not find a love that is perfect, but you will find a love that connects. This love, it will not shy away from the depth of you. It will dive.

This love, it will know you. And on some levels, it will feel like it always has — that you have been carrying around a longing for it that on some level your soul was always waiting to reconnect with its heart, was always waiting to come back home to the parts of itself you eventually found in another human being.

You will not find a love that is perfect, but you will find a love that reminds you that goodness exists.

And you will see how it learns you, and fights for you, and stays to weather the storms by your side. You will be reminded that there is connection in a world that often chooses distance over depth.

No, you will not find a love that is perfect, but you will find a love that is light, that isn’t heavy to carry, that does not weigh down the core of you.

No, you will not find a love that is perfect — but you will find a love that reminds you just how worthy you always were.

This love, it will show you that you were never asking for too much, that the way you sent your heart to war for other human beings was not foolish, that the way you were incapable of loving in halves was not wrong.