and all of a sudden I thought, I’m in love with your soul.

It doesn’t matter where that soul is kept. It doesn’t matter what the shell becomes, or what it does. The soul is the same soul. It doesn’t matter what happened in the past that made the soul the way it is now, and it won’t matter what happens from now that will reshape the soul. The soul is still the same soul.

I find comfort that I can love in this way. This is the way to love. 

At the same time, I am also realising that I can remain completely myself. All along, I’ve always been worried that it might displace me, make me change, take away my logic, just like it did to so many people I know. It changed their priorities, changed their values, changed their principles.

But it doesn’t have to. I know now that it is possible to love without trusting, without expecting, and without believing. You just have to love unconditionally. Love everyday like it is the last day before it disappears. Don’t trust him to be there forever. Don’t expect him to wake up feeling the same. Don’t believe that the bond you share will never break. Don’t be greedy. 

Good is not the default. So if what you have right now is good, ask yourself: What did you do to deserve it?