intimacy.

We love deeply and we love eternally. Even if, through communication and compromise and acceptance, things don’t work out, a little piece of us stays behind: a lingering shadow of our commitment, a fractured piece of our soul we cannot take with us into new beginnings.

The harder we love, the more energy we project, the easier it becomes for others to twist and shape that love into a thick mist that descends over our eyes; obscuring reason, welcomed desperately under the guise of something yearned. Love is not always reciprocated, merely reflected back at us wearing a different face. Some love so deeply they try to love for two but there’s a reason we only have one heart after all.

It can make your very being tremble over the thought of leaving more pieces of your soul behind, wondering how many you have left to spare, but you will recover and you will heal and one day you will feel love cast back at you in such a way you no longer mourn those fragments you had to abandon in darkness. They will turn from pieces of you you wondered if you'd ever survive without, to painful scars another will hold; shameful in what they did to them. Manipulated, tainted, taken for granted.

Instead of thinking you are losing parts of yourself to another, know that you are merely shedding the darkness from your heart until what’s left can only become a shining beacon, one that illuminates your ability to love unconditionally and fairly and without hesitation. Let yourself become the lighthouse in those wild storms. One day the ship you deserved all along will seek out your safety and be grateful you were there to guide them in the end.