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Credits to @gor

one day you will meet her and she will rearrange you without asking. she will speak about the world like she has actually lived inside it, like she notices what everyone else walks past. she will use words you don’t recognize and somehow they will land in your body before they land in your mind. you will start carrying her language with you. you will start hearing her voice in your own thoughts. she will make you question things you were so sure about, until your certainty dissolves. she will care too much, feel too deeply, ask questions people avoid. she will hear things she doesn’t want to hear and it will split her open in places she doesn’t yet know how to repair, and you will hold her while she tries to breathe through it. you will learn what it feels like to be trusted with someone else’s fragile interior.

she will wake something in you that has been asleep for a long time. something old and heavy. something that lives in your nervous system. she will pull honesty out of you without warning. she will soften places you thought were sealed shut. she will make you admit things you’ve been carrying alone. she will make you care in a way that doesn’t feel optional anymore. you will see her bare, hair tied up, face unguarded, wearing something worn and familiar, and your throat will close because she looks devastatingly human. she looks devastatingly pretty, and that will scare you more than anything because suddenly this is not fantasy, this is a person who can actually hurt you. person who can kill you.

she will be intense. she will be overwhelming. she will be too much on some days. she will love with her entire body. she will cry without hiding it. she will laugh at moments that don’t make sense. she will say the wrong thing. she will feel everything at full volume. she will light a fire in your bones that hurts so badly you will want to run. and this is where you will be tempted to disappear, to tell yourself that leaving is kinder, that distance is maturity, that you are protecting both of you by walking away.

don’t.

don’t you fucking dare.

don’t you abandon her because she makes you vulnerable. don’t confuse fear with wisdom. don’t romanticize your exit. look at her when she talks. really look. hold her when she forgets how to be strong. kiss her until your chest aches. kiss her until you forget how to breathe. trace every scar she carries and do not let her apologize for surviving. keep your hands on her like you understand what it costs to be held. tell her she’s beautiful when she doesn’t believe it. stay when she cries. stay when she shuts down. stay when she doesn’t know how to ask for reassurance. stay when loving her requires patience. stay when it requires growth.

she will expose parts of you you didn’t know were still alive. she will force you to confront your own defenses. she will show you how much armor you’ve been wearing. and she will tear it all open. she will make you feel seen in ways that leave you shaking. and yes, it will terrify you, because you are not used to being this open. you are not used to loving someone who can actually reach you. you are not used to losing control. let it teach you. let it ruin the version of you that thought detachment was strength.

it does not make you brave to leave. it does not make you noble to pull away. it does not make you strong to abandon something alive because it unsettles you. it makes you someone who couldn’t sit with vulnerability long enough to let love grow. love her while the universe allows it. love her when she’s radiant. love her when she’s unraveling. love her when she doubts herself. love her when she needs you. love her when she’s difficult. love her when she’s quiet. love her when she doesn’t yet know how to receive love properly.

people like her do not come often. she will change the way you understand connection. she will teach you how to stay. she will teach you how to love without armor. she will show you what it feels like to belong somewhere again. and if you let her go because you were afraid, years from now she will still visit your thoughts in quiet moments. you will remember the way she looked at you. the way she held your face. the way she made you feel awake. you will replay conversations. you will wonder who you might have become if you had stayed.

so when you finally find her, don’t run. don’t disappear. don’t sabotage it. hold her. choose her. love her. and don’t you dare let her go.