Fall in love in bookstores. Fall in love on the train. Fall in love in cafés in all the different countries you’ve visited. Fall in love twice a day. Fall in love for the sake of falling in love. Remind yourself that it is just a passing fit.
I started having doubts about nearly everything. I started to wonder what it was that made humans feel complete. I wondered if there was some underlying reason I did not.
This world is enormous and magnificent, and it’s so easy to meet people in all the different parts of it. Now, even after my journey is over, I often think back to all of the things that people have said to me in the past that almost made me want to stay.
I don’t want to wait to give you my body and my heart and my mind simultaneously, because I am not the misunderstood girl who is afraid to let you in.
I know that the love I wish we could have had was as unattainable as the strength we had in us to hold on.
You are stuttering apologies that follow “I love yous” that I never really believed. A choke chain around my neck. Oceans away, and I can still feel you pulling on it
One week in Barcelona. One week of daily adventuring.