The worst kind of love isn’t hate
It’s the love that feels exactly like love… but slowly empties you
She didn’t lie when she said she loved you.
She loved you the only way she knew how by needing you completely.
You became her everything, dimmed your fire, abandoned your mission, traded your edge for the illusion of being “the good man”
And one day you looked up and realized you were safe… and she had already lost respect for the version of you that stopped burning.
I learned the hard way:
A woman doesn’t fall in love with what you sacrifice for her
She falls in love with what you refuse to sacrifice your trajectory, your danger, your unapologetic self
Let her orbit the flame
Never let her become the canvas you paint yourself out of
Stay dangerous, brothers
The best relationships are two whole fires, not one candle trying to keep another lit