vinciletters

If you miss me when the world is quiet and everyone else seems to be sleeping, look up. The moon has always been a mirror, a place where pieces of souls live when they’re far from each other. So the next time you miss me at night, don’t cry to the dark, talk to the moon. I always listen from there. - L. 

You keep replaying it. That one single mistake you made back in the past. That one moment or maybe the words you wish you could take back or the silence you wish you hadn’t kept. Regret is proof that your heart is still tender. Still learning. A story with a rough chapter isn’t any less worthy of being read. So keep writing. It won't be less beautiful  - L.

Some people find love quickly, like a spark, like a firework, and maybe you’ve always thought that’s how it’s supposed to happen. Maybe you’ve wondered if the delay means something’s wrong with you. You’ve loved with so much care, so much honesty, so much of your heart and still, you’re here. Waiting. Wondering. But let me say this: The way you love is rare and rare things aren’t rushed. They arrive when the world knows you’re ready. So if love hasn’t found you yet, maybe it’s because the kind you deserve is the kind that takes its time. Don’t let the silence convince you it’s not coming. Love may be quiet right now, but quiet doesn’t mean absent. It’s still on its way, And when it comes, it will feel like home. - L.

I know it’s exhausting to keep fighting battles no one else sees. It’s so lonely, carrying a heart so heavy and still trying to smile for others. And some nights, you're wondering if anyone would notice if you disappeared? But do remember this: I would and I hope this message reaches you before the silence does. There are people you haven’t met, songs you haven’t heard, laughs you haven’t cried, There is still so much left for you, even if you can’t see it from where you’re standing.  - L.

You cry too easily. You care too deeply. You overthink, you overgive, you overlove and the world sometimes makes you believe that being “too much” is a problem that needs fixing. But it's not. Your depth is not a flaw. Let them turn away if they can’t hold your fullness. But don’t you ever dull your colors for the comfort of those who only know how to love in grayscale. You were made to be felt deeply. That tide will eventually find someone strong enough to swim in it. - L.

Sometimes the hardest kind of loneliness isn’t being alone, it’s the feeling of being invisible in a room full of people. You might be the kind of person who gives more than you take, who listens more than you speak, who always says “I’m okay” when your chest is full of silent ache. And I know, it gets heavy. To always show up for others while wondering if anyone would do the same for you. Hold on a little longer. Someone will love you the way you’ve always tried to love others. And until then, let this letter remind you that your existence is not small. - L.