If I am remembered when I take my final breath, May it be that I loved even when it was foolish. Is it courage, or insanity in choosing love anyway? To choose love, even when it's not polished, but it shows up...tired, scarred, and yet still open. To choose love, even when our hearts have been torn and tattered from being taken advantage of...but still it stays kind and present, even when easier to harden. To choose love, even at risk of being misunderstood, mischaracterized,

If I am remembered when I take my final breath, May it be that I loved even when it was foolish. Is it courage, or insanity in choosing love anyway? To choose love, even when it's not polished, but it shows up...tired, scarred, and yet still open. To choose love, even when our hearts have been torn and tattered from being taken advantage of...but still it stays kind and present, even when easier to harden. To choose love, even at risk of being misunderstood, mischaracterized,