When you love someone you open yourself up to suffering, that’s the sad truth. Maybe they’ll break your heart, maybe you’ll break their heart and never be able to look at yourself the same way. Those are the risks. That’s the burden. Like wings, they have weight, we feel that weight on our backs, but they are a burden that lifts us. Burdens which allow us to fly.

Advice of the Day

Be loved but never love.
Attach, but never combine.
Trip but never fall.
To be broken is better than shattered.
Tell him of your strength, but never of your past.
Be trustworthy but never trust.
Be cracked but never open.

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