Does anyone love to fish that much?
If you’re going to read too much into what they write, unfollow them. If you’re going to judge them for their heartbreak or their relationship choices, unfollow them. If you’re going to read everything they write and find a way to make it about you, unfollow them.
In the middle of the diverging paths we took, fate worked its magic to make our paths meet again. This time, however, I’m not sure if it’s worth the risk and worth destroying the walls I’ve built around my heart.
While it is important to grow on your own, it is also as equally important as growing with someone you admire or love.
Maybe that’s how it’s supposed to be. To be ok with who we are without looking perfect. To be ok with who we are without the fame and the fortune. To learn how to be ok just as who we are now. No matter how long it takes.
I spent my time with you imploding and exploding, waiting on any reciprocity I could keep, until my palms were shredded with wounds from refusal to release the rope I tied around to hope that maybe you’d someday love me like I needed – like I deserved.
I should have fought for you.
Despite the lack of effort, despite the fact that you truly did not care enough to make us work. I still think you’re a good person, a beautiful person, a person who deserves the world, even if you managed to break mine into pieces.
It will take courage to be vulnerable again, as you’re still reeling from your last break. Your scars have not faded. But these scars, ironically, can be healed only by love.
I hope he holds your hand when you feel cold. Or when you are anxious. Or just simply hold your hand because he doesn’t want to let you go.