I love so hard because I believe love is the most fragile and powerful force we have. It’s the glue that holds broken souls together, the light that keeps us hoping, even when everything else fades. In every laugh, every touch, every shared silence, I find pieces of myself reflected in another person. And maybe that’s why it hurts so deeply when love slips through my fingers — because I give my whole heart without reservation, knowing it might shatter. 

 

But I do it anyway. I love anyway. Because even in heartbreak, love teaches us the depths of our capacity to care, to feel, to be human. And even when love leaves, the imprint remains — proof that we were alive, that we connected, that for a fleeting moment, we belonged to something bigger than ourselves.