I find it very difficult to share myself with anyone tonight. But here is a small thought.
Someone once told me that their heart was a vessel in a swirling, deep, but friendly sea. That sentence allowed me to overlook all of my struggles and frustrations with the man that I care for.
Although I hurt and struggle with picking myself up, in the end I know it was all worth it.
That i shouldnt feel regret towards anything I ever believed in. That I shouldn’t ever hold back an ‘I love you.’
No matter how lonely it gets, there are moments to hold onto.