Your detailed plans for the future.
Like I can smile for hours and all the heaviness in my chest will disappear. Like you can tell me anything and it will still be music to my ears.
You have so many what ifs.
I hate to admit that I met you at a wrong era of my life.
Growing up is an option, but nevertheless, a great choice to make.
I’m slowly learning that even though love isn’t easy, it shouldn’t be a difficult puzzle to solve.
I accepted years ago that I’m not going to be happy all the time. I’m not going to fake smile and make fake laughter to hide my sadness. It’s not my thing. I don’t play that game.
Because there is nothing more heartbreaking than realizing there is no longer anything you can do about what is already written in history.
You don’t have to react to everything that’s happening around you.
When problems show up in your life, you don’t panic; instead, you think.