Your heart has stopped as if it were holding a breath of its own, awaiting the break. Gently, quietly remind it to beat. Maybe it won’t shatter after all. Maybe the truths will bring you closer to your dreams, instead of breaking them.

The pitter pat we’re inherently greedy for is unsurpassed when it finds you. Just as clean and pure as our need to take deep breaths of fresh air, those sensations we feel initially in our youth at the touch of our first love.

Remember those sensations? The first time in some semblance of adulthood when we realized our need to be touched, to be comforted, to have a bond and a connection with someone else? The bravery involved in taking the hand of your sweetheart - it brought that punch of adrenaline, that shot that coursed through you making you feel alive in a way you didn’t know you could? The first time someone told you that you were beautiful - and you believed them?

We spend near the remainder of our days trying to recapture that feeling.

There’s a fraction of it in every new encounter and if we’re truly lucky, we find someone who brings those feelings back over and over and over again. The one you can goof off with in the grocery store, wrestle with at home, curl up with and read together on a lazy weekend, or say nothing at all to and just revel in the closeness.

Maybe it’ll happen for you now. If it doesn’t, it’s not punishment…it only means that there’s something even more perfect for you around the bend. Wait for it, lean on your friends, and count your blessings.