Let time do its magic to heal you, to put back all the pieces you’ve lost and to bring out the very essence of you.
Please don’t call me when you need a shoulder to cry on; my shoulder is not yours anymore.
It’s a big world out there and everything’s fleeting. Let them wander, let them seek, let them discover, and set them free.
What I will soon understand is that letting you go is only possible when I let the old parts of me I no longer want to know go, too.
One day you will want to remember the sound of my voice but I will have happily forgotten yours.
We were quiet, but my thoughts were loud.
The sound of your name,
the rhythm of your heart,
echoed into the crevices of my mind and I knew
you would bury me if I let you,
and I wanted you to.
I wonder if this is the way it’ll always be after you love someone. They get to follow you, even after they’re gone.
I don’t want to be the person you come back to when you’re whole again. I want to be the person who helps you be whole again.
“I guess it’s true that we made better strangers than lovers.”
We thought our love song would play forever. But somewhere along the line, the lyrics lost their meaning and the song changed.