I realized that I may never heal my broken heart and I may never forget the wounds or how much they hurt but that won’t stop me from risking another heartbreak with someone who moves my heart.
I still have a hard time loving myself, but I don’t treat myself like I am worthless anymore.
There is more to this life than believing what you have right now is all there is, that this is all you can get, that you’re stuck. There is more out there; go get it.
She’ll leave when she’s finally had enough. And when she walks away, she’ll walk away for good.
You are more than the ones who couldn’t love you with the same tenacity, who couldn’t promise forever, who couldn’t fight. You are more than a bleeding heart, letting yourself spill for people who don’t see your worth. You are more than this.
No longer worrying about looking cute in front of each other while you’re eating.