I am someone that many will often fail to notice, or choose not to. I am someone who is easier to ignore than confront. I am someone without a face.
You were a mistake I had to commit to help me grow and realize that I’ve always had the strength to stand on my own.
Still, it ended. Finally, it ended.
We love sincerely and honestly. And we love hard. But our love doesn’t come as easy because the fear of uncertainties always overwhelms us before a relationship could even start.
You’ve found your happiness and I’m working on mine.
You still feel a pang of pain, or maybe a tad bit more when you remember them, but the thing is, you’re okay.
Every night, I cry myself to sleep as I hope that my eyes would eventually get tired and my body would finally allow me to sleep without nightmares. Eventually, I fall asleep hating myself for feeling too much.
Because you have to start loving yourself again.