Thought Catalog


Were you so in love that my flaws become inconsequential? Sometimes, I beat myself up at night picking apart all the areas I’m afraid you’d notice aren’t as aesthetically pleasing as they once were.

But what I want you to remember most is the moment you turned away. The moment you decided that this wasn’t going to work. The moment you shifted your gaze so you didn’t have to look at me. The moment you saw me crying and said nothing. The moment when everything changed.