Velcro Heart

I get attached easily. People, routines, random moments. I play it cool, but deep down, I’m already bracing for the goodbye before the hello has even fully landed. For a while, I thought that made me weak. Too soft. Too much. But maybe it just means I love fully. I notice things deeply. And maybe the goal isn’t to stop attaching, but to hold things gently. To love without clutching. To know that even if something leaves, I’ll still be whole.

• Attachment
• Wholehearted