

Love isn’t safe, and it doesn’t fit into a tidy little box. It’s fucking messy, loud, and wild. It obliterates the walls we’ve built to protect ourselves from pain, exposing the nakedness of our hearts. It activates our unhealed wounds, f0rcing them to be felt in their fullness. It lends a voice to both our longing and our grief. Do you want a comfortable, risk-free life? Do not love. You will be crushed and ripped open more than both your heart and your logical mind believe you can possibly withstand. And yet… Without it, you are empty, and life makes no sense. Like breathing air with no oxygen, or consuming your favorite food without getting to taste or swallow it. Your heart, your SOUL suffocates and dies of hunger. This is the reality many of us live in. Dying of hunger, gasping for air, cut off from love. What will you do? Will you accept your fate within this norm, or create something real, something ALIVE? My wish is for you to get a taste of the latter. And once you do, in your heart you’ll KNOW…there’s no going back. 📸 by Frank Martinez