Liane White

Her love is wild and all-encompassing. It is the piercing rays that almost blinded you when you met eyes with the sun. Her love is loud and cannot be contained.

You were like an actor so flawless in your craft that I was left reeling at your ovation. A magician that had me spellbound and unable to differentiate what was real and what was not. A romancer that took my breath away and subsequently stole my heart from me. And I’ve decided I’m done.

His love is boundless and without restraint. He is willing to follow you to the ends of the earth to show his sincerity. He wants to love you to the end of time and to eternity and beyond.

You are torn between ending it and ‘trying harder’ with him.

You are afraid of love because every beginning feels like it’s heading into what seems like an inevitable end.

You don’t play mind games. If you meet someone you are interested in, you aren’t afraid to let him know.

I cannot stop loving you if you show me remnants of how you still do. I cannot move on in my life until your absence shows me there’s nothing stopping me.

You tell him what you are thinking. If you are angry or upset, you tell him what’s going on instead of pretending everything is okay or hoping that he will ‘get’ it.

One day, you will be okay. You will refuse to remain chained to the thorns of the past. This heartbreak does not define you.

He no longer compliments you. It may be a new haircut or a dress he usually likes on you. He doesn’t notice or care.

“Chill. You are overreacting.”

I hate how I love you so much that I fall out of love with myself.