i fell in love.
i didn’t realise it would be cruel and unforgiving at times, or that my heart would ache without the feeling of his hand upon my cheek. or that my heart could ever race this fast when i may have made a mistake, or when he kisses my forehead. two extremes i know, but love is like that: extreme.
to find such a love so bold, to know you are loved so much and so proudly, but to also know you both have a lot of learning and growing to do, is love worth having.
to fear death after a life of fearing nothing at all, is love worth having.
