Our sense of belonging has been first to ourselves and that is what we have loved most about each other.
You need to let him go because he’s not worthy of the love you give him. He’s not worthy of the lust you give him. He’s not worthy of being in your head all day long.
Did we love each other? In our own distorted way, yes. But it wasn’t true love. True love puts the other first. True love is sacrificial.
You can be there through the worst of it. You can be there through the times where you think it will never end. All you have to do is be there.
It doesn’t matter if they are gone now. It just matters how they made you feel, and how they made you see yourself. It doesn’t matter if you never see them again. It just matters what they left inside of your soul.
Every day, I think about your hugs.
Every day, I think about your kisses.
Every day, I think about your smile.
I think about you every day and I hate it.
Ted And Robin You still have feelings for your first love. And secretly, you hope that it’s mutual.
When I say love, I don’t mean you want to hold his hand. Love means you choose to hold his hand, intertwine your fingers, and never let go until your hands become rough because you worked hard in sculpting each other’s faces in your memories.
Someday, maybe a year from now or five years down the road, we will meet again. You will stutter and shuffle your feet across the gravel, and I will smile and ask you how you have been. And on that day, you will want to tell me that you’re not ok, and that you’re sorry, and that you want me back. But when that someday happens, I will be gone before you can say a word.
Let 2017 be the time in your life where you can look at your past and acknowledge that you can’t take anything back, no matter how much you want to. Let your goodbye with him be final. Let your story end. Let it be.