What does it really feel like to be loved?

I admit I don’t know.

V said last night it’s that pure, unconditional return of affection that isn’t looking for a favour, a leg-up on an assignment, an excuse to escape from a terrible reality.

If that’s true, then, as all miracles, if you’re meant to be touched by it, it will come. And perhaps you must be in the right state to recognize it and accept it.

All that comes before is preparation.

SH got into Monash. So happy for her. I hope she chooses to pursue her dreams:)


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