A glance, a look, a smile. An opened door, a coffee on my desk, a hand placed at the small of my back. Every small thing you do opens my heart to you a little more. Every day of loving you brings you further into my heart.
If you try to dive deep into the ocean without a deep-sea diving suit, you won’t survive. The farther down you go into the ocean, the more pressure your body experiences - water, of course, being much denser than air. If you continue to descent, eventually you’ll experience so much pressure that your lungs will collapse and your body will be crushed.
Likewise, if you try to live without forgiving, you won’t survive. It is essential that we forgive for our own sakes; otherwise we’ll drown in bitterness. The deeper you allow yourself to go into the ocean of resentment, the more you’ll feel the pressure and the stress. Eventually the pressure will become so intense that your relationships, joy, and health will be crushed. Medical and psychological research reveal that bitterness and resentment have devastating effects. We think that if we hold on to our hurt, we’re getting back at the person who injured us. In reality, we’re just hurting ourselves.
your hands had flecks of butter and popcorn on them, my face had cheap foundation and day old mascara on it. you were wearing designer bluejeans, i was wearing a yellow bathing suit and a thriftstore dress. you listed all the happy things going on in your life while i smiled with my eyes shut. your scratched up cell phone was buzzing, while my legs ached from horseback riding. the sky was pitch-black and full of smoke from firecrackers. there were 13 year olds having sex in the bath house down the hill and stoners with dirty hair on the tireswing by the next-door cabin. your face was scruffy and my hair was still wet from swimming in the pond a couple hours earlier. and then you grabbed your flashlight and left, because we were both young and in love and too tired and weak to say anything about it.
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A child can always teach an adult three things: to be happy for no reason, to always be busy with something, and to know how to demand with all his might that which he desires.