I think I’d rather live in the unknown that’s filled with hope because the only thing stronger than fear is hope.
To love someone more than they love you is a painful truth, something I don’t wish upon anyone. Especially you.
Humans are emotional creatures and hiding our reactions beneath a carefully crafted veneer is an exhausting way to live.
You were the thumbprint on my heart I could never scrub away. I was the tattoo on your wrist that refused to fade
Everything that once never made sense, will circle you, and the clouds will fade away, and everything before you will be clear; you’ll see, for the first time ever, in all of your life.
Don’t demand me to define what the significance to love someone is. Perhaps, I throw the word love away like they were the keys in the love lock bridges, abundant as it seems, but no one throws them back.
You aren’t supposed to be with someone who likes the changed version of you. That isn’t what love should be built on.
But there is another side of the heartbreak story and that’s the side where I do the heart breaking.
Should I go to a doctor
and list off my symptoms?
Or should I just live day after day
In my invisible dilemma?
Sometimes, the girl who smiles the biggest holds the biggest hurt. Sometimes the girl who encourages everyone around her needs to be told that she is appreciated, that she matters; sometimes she needs to be encouraged herself.