That beautiful feeling of the first look,
the first touch,
the first conversation—
all those firsts are the ones we remember most.
Do you remember it? The way it pulsed with the force of something otherworldly?
Even though we know magic doesn’t exist,
don’t you ever doubt it? Just for a moment, don’t you wonder?
Even the hardest heart knows how love can crush your shell
and open you up in ways you thought impossible.
Sometimes, we do it for the right ones.
Sometimes, we don’t.
The thing with love is you never know what comes with it.
It can be good, like sunlight after rain.
It can be bad, like a storm you didn’t expect.
It can be dangerous, like playing with fire.
And sometimes, love is all of it, all at once.
And that’s what makes love both beautiful and treacherous.