Every word in this hit like a bruise you didn’t know was still healing. That feeling of devotion and being drawn to "march towards beautiful devastation." Oof. You captured the ache of knowing better and still choosing the flame.
I haven't felt any sort of exceptional love (outside of familial) since I was 15 or so. And honestly, I'm terrified of the day I'd fall so deeply in love that I'd walk through hell for that person.
Every word in this hit like a bruise you didn’t know was still healing. That feeling of devotion and being drawn to "march towards beautiful devastation." Oof. You captured the ache of knowing better and still choosing the flame.
Thank you very much for your comment! I'm happy that even the intro and closing resonate with you. 😊
Damn, this is deep.
I haven't felt any sort of exceptional love (outside of familial) since I was 15 or so. And honestly, I'm terrified of the day I'd fall so deeply in love that I'd walk through hell for that person.
Haha, I hear you. It's really just a romantic feeling, you could say it's like saying "I'd die for you" with extra words... 😅
This is amazing for real 🙏🏻 keep going
Thank you so much for the encouraging words!