one of the most perfect movie endings ever.
perfect in her little cry of relief.
so beautiful and real.
what love really is.
acceptance of imperfection.
and i’m not necessarily talking about romantic love, either.
often this world feels impossible to navigate.
it’s fucked up and unfair and complex and most of the time it speaks a language i do not fucking know.
that little cry of relief is mine, too.
when i run out the door out of fear
or push you away
when i’m not my best self
when i fuck up
when i come off as being a total fucking b*tch when really there’s just a little tiny girl in there.
when you say, “okay.”