Once you start loving yourself again and putting yourself first, you will eventually feel that it’s the right time to re-connect with your ex and start a friendship (if you even want to).
I guess, the only thing time does is getting you used to the pain, the hollow part of you; I don’t think it really heals you, maybe it does, but it will never be enough.
The tick-tocks of time then forced us to be in the present moment, and we cursed into the air on how the hours went on a full speed while all we want is to keep each second we had with them.
It could be a one hour wait before you have to board your flight, or it might be a 10hr long lay over … whatever the airport wait is, it doesn’t have to be a torture.
The number of instances in which you sent the “On my way!!” text while you were still putting on pants is inappropriate.
People who don’t spend time on their own are people who don’t know who they are and what they want.
Sometimes, when we look back, we can see that paths we did choose were taken a poor time in our lives. We wish we could restart and try that path again.
I want to waste the best years of my life making memories with you.
The concept of time would cease to exist, perhaps, but we’d still be able to count seconds on our fingers like we grew up doing no matter what.
They are not the one. Your person is somewhere out there making their way to you. But it’s not this clown. Chill.