I know there may be universes out there where I made different choices and they led me somewhere else, led me to someone else. And my heart breaks for every single version of me that didn’t end up with you.
I’m not everything I want to be, but I’m more than I was, and I’m still learning.
Goddammit everybody in the world wants an explanation for your acts and for your very being.
You can’t stay in your corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.
Love who you love while you have them. That’s all you can do. Let them go when you must. If you know how to love, you’ll never run out.