How I love with my whole heart and seem incapable of doing otherwise.

How prone to being wounded this makes me and how I have learned over time that intimacy takes time to build. That taking good care of oneself means revealing things slowly, in accordance with the amount of trust that’s been earned and with how dependable, safe, attuned and accountable I’ve come to know someone to be.

That I love my friends with the same essence of passion as the one that fueled my love for my romantic partners.

That I have come to realize I’m too sensitive to share my bed with anyone I don’t intend to share the rest of my life with, and vice-versa.

Also, that making love is too sacred and intimate an act to treat it with any kind of casualty.

That I get confused and hurt when people impose their way on me by making one-sided decisions.

That the absence of love in seemingly small details impacts me deeply and that I finally understand I was really meant to be this sensitive.That this huge sensitivity is meant to be a guiding light to others and that I am meant to be open about it, even though at times this still scares and intimidates me and I want to run away from it.

And how I can’t, because when I do, my heart starts to close, my light grows dim and I can’t love anymore the way I’m meant to do.

How I never want to hurt people and how I wish we could go about life without inflicting pain on each other. And how yet, I understand there will always be things outside of my control when my needs and ways seem to conflict with those of other people.

Most especially that in spite of my best intentions, I can’t control how my words and actions are interpreted by others.

And how that realization is making me more calm and unatttached on the one hand, while making me even more committed to act with care, deep consideration and kindness in my communication and choices on the other hand.

Last but not least that my heart is a terribly precious thing, which I want to give to you without holding anything back.

How I hope you will understand the immense vulnerability of that act.

And how I hope, hope, hope, with all of my trembling heart,

that you will handle it with all the care, kindness and protectiveness that it so deeply needs to be treated with.