Frankly Dear, I Don’t Give A Damn

26 Apr

A lot of my friends are confused, and all too often, concerned by my…frankness.

I like to love people out loud.  I hug, I give out kisses like gelt.  When I miss my friends I drop them a text, a cat GIF or a silly quote to let them know.

Loving someone and hoarding that knowledge cheapens the feeling.  A diamond kept in a dusty closet for 100 years may not decrease in value but it certainly isn’t more beautiful for all it’s time away from appreciative eyes.

“I’m in love with you,” he said quietly.
“Augustus,” I said.
“I am,” he said. He was staring at me, and I could see the corners of his eyes crinkling. “I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.”
― John GreenThe Fault in Our Stars

I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things.

I miss my friends.

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