i think it’s cute when someone texts you after hanging out just to say they had fun with you, idk little things like that mean the world to me
i think it’s brave
i think it’s brave that you get up in the morning even if your soul is weary and your bones ache for a rest
i think it’s brave that you keep on living
even if you don’t know how to anymore
i think it’s brave that you push away the waves rolling in every day
and you decide to fight
i know there are days when you feel like giving up but
i think it’s brave
that you never do
if you’re meant to be with someone, it will work out. whether it’s next month or in five years, what’s meant to be will always be


