I lost a friend today. Those five words in particular aren’t poignant by any means, I’ve lost count of those I’ve lost over the years, but this isn’t my first rodeo. I did not write this for me though. This has nothing to do with me or how I feel, because one less boy walks this earth today, and it was his choice.
In the words of Heath Ledger circa 1999, “Don’t let anyone ever make you feel like you don’t deserve what you want. Go for it.” You deserve the best, friends. Don’t settle for what is “meh.”
The next step in the cycle is always relapse, and it always brings comfort and ends all pain. How do you quit something that seems to make everything better?
If you ask me, it’s better to risk being hurt than to feel nothing at all.
You will love someone so much, so painfully, that you’ll hate them for not always being there.
Folding a towel four times in a row because he kept using it for his morning routines and not getting annoyed, but smiling every time you do. This is just an example of one of the many repetitive things you willingly…
I lean forward to fall into his arms, but he doesn’t catch me. He let’s me fall as he gets on top and removes his shirt like its rehearsal. He’s didn’t catch me. He doesn’t want to hold me. He’ll never love me.
There’s no one you would rather go through hardships with than them.
I never truly believed that someone could be underserving of my love until I met you.
Everything is going to hurt. Actually everything.