before actually falling in and out of love for the first time, i’d be like “i love love” all the time, and now im kinda meh about it. not sure if its bc of experiencing heartbreak in the flesh or if its bc i stopped romanticizing life bc my relationship didnt end up being a fairytale. so anyway ive decided to try and start thinking about love in my old ways again, like its this wonderful thing, because it is and i dont wanna lose that feeling, i want it back. i’m surrounding myself with love again, movies and songs and poetry and books and pets and friends and family. everything that used to make me feel a warm light in my chest and comfort me.

because love isnt limited to romantic partners, and once you let them consume you, you start to lose perspective.