3 hours ago
Maybe we all are a little broken, constantly falling over and apart over things that were never meant for us, people who were never meant to be ours, and moments that we were never allowed to keep. Maybe we’re all a little ungraceful and clumsy, a little coarse and disheveled.
But then again, maybe this is also what makes us lovable. Maybe we are loved because of the brokenness, not in spite of it. And maybe, just maybe, all this incompleteness has a purpose. Maybe our broken parts act like puzzle pieces that fill one another’s broken hearts. I don’t know, but I sure hope so. Some deep thoughts this afternoon 🖤