Amy Horton

Life is fluid, and people come and go.

I am here to take responsibility for my choices.

When you’re spending all of your energy covering them up, you’ll never fix them.

You are worthy. You are beautiful. You are so incredibly lovable.

You’ve got this. You really do.

I would tell you that I’m so glad you’re back, I really am. But … we need to take things slow. After all, you did leave me. 

It’s happened again.

She’s a special person, the woman who never had any help.

Everything that I do reminds me of you in some way or another. I cannot even touch myself anymore without crumbling at the knowledge that I’ll never feel the tender electricity of your embrace again. 

Fuck you for letting me go and fuck me for letting myself fall for you. 

Sometimes it’s as if I’m sinking into a chasm of loneliness that I’ve dug on my own like all I’ve done in my life is fall into one misstep after another. 

Try your best not to use that time clinging on to people or situations that, despite your deepest genuine efforts, must develop in a different direction than you hoped. Strive to find the peace that comes with releasing expectations.