This is for Me & My Lover Girls

DEAR LGZ.

The ones who feel everything, who read between the lines, who notice the tone, the timing, the way someone lingers just a second too long. The ones who’ve been conditioned to turn moments into meaning, to romanticize every spark, to wonder if this could be the thing.

Let me free you:

You don’t have to make every connection count for something deeper. You don’t have to carry curiosity like a burden. Sometimes it’s just a vibe. A little laughter. A shared rhythm. You’re allowed to enjoy it without planning the sequel. Pace is protection. Choosing not to overanalyze every glance or word isn’t denial, it’s wisdom. Waiting for clarity doesn’t make you less soft, less sincere, less you. It means you’ve learned to protect the most tender parts of who you are. You’re not withholding; you’re honoring.

Guarding your heart isn’t the same as closing it. You can let a moment be good without deciding it’s leading somewhere. Stop scripting futures in your head with people who barely know your heart. That’s not jaded, it’s wise. You’ve earned your discernment. And when something is real, it’ll hold. It won’t confuse you. It won’t make you guess. It’ll show up clear.

Until then? Let it be light. Let it be fun. Let it pass. Let it live. Let it be nothing and still worth remembering.

Nothing but Love, Always!

T xoxo