And when you choose a life partner, you’re choosing a lot of things, including your parenting partner and someone who will deeply influence your children, your eating companion for about 20,000 meals, your travel companion for about 100 vacations, your primary leisure time and retirement friend, your career therapist, and someone whose day you’ll hear about 18,000 times.

Intense shit.

I love you
more than anyone in this
world but
I don’t love you at all.
How can I be so
at war with myself?
How can the one thing
that destroys me
make me feel so alive?
You tell me.
How can you be such
heartbreak but
the only thing
that keeps my heart beating?
I don’t get it.
I don’t get you.
I don’t love you
but I will never stop
loving you.
C, paradox of pain (via coltonsnead)
You showed me
parts of myself I didn’t
know still existed—
the creases in my hands
and the small of my back
and the passion
in my heart.
The things I forgot I had, you
brought to life.
I was numb to the world around
me and you warmed my
lonely soul.
I still don’t know if I
loved you or love you still
but I know I won’t figure it
out any time soon.
I hope one day I see you
in a coffee shop or
a secondhand store and
you smile at me.
I promise I’ll say hello and
tell you how good you look.
And I promise it won’t be a lie.
I’m glad I met you.
You are one of the sweetest
souls I’ve ever known.
You are special. Don’t you ever
forget that.
And don’t you ever stop being you.
C, Happy birthday, Katie G.