Self-sacrifice

[Just a journal post today.]

So much of love is about wanting to make sacrifices, about giving yourself up to the whole.

It makes me blind, how people don’t realise this. The way we long to lose ourselves. That it’s only by giving up our sense of self that we really know love.

I could fall in love today, I have that choice, and it might be the greatest love I’ve ever known.

I needed to feel small next to him. To let my feelings for him consume me.

Transfigured in my worship of him.

And he loved me back, though I doubt he knows it.

So write that story into everything you do. Live by that light. Let it be the path. Be the best of yourself everywhere except the place you go to lose yourself.