there's a difference between people who love you for who you are, people who love you for how you make them feel, and people who love what you can do for them. pay attention. learn your place in people's lives so you don't overplay your part.
do you ever look at someone and just know? your whole body is drawn to them and it’s fucking magnetic and addicting and you can’t look away from them. and your whole body feels hot and sweaty and about to burst when you see them and talk and joke with them? but you do look away, because you’re supposed to be committed to someone else and you deprive yourself from the truth because why the fuck would you get what you want? that does not happen in this timeline. eventually you decide to live more honestly, cut the excess weight and continue on and keep repeating yourself hot priest’s words, “it’ll pass” but then it just doesn’t
"We're together in every universe" this "we'll always find eachother" that. What about this is the only universe that we're together in. What about there is no other way this could have worked. What about this is the only place that we have found each other. And goddamn it if we aren't going to make the most of it.