Mariya Hoque

I say “sorry” because I want you to tell me that it is not my fault, that it was never my fault and that it is you, that it has always been you. I’m tired of apologizing for you. And I’m tired of you letting me.

I know I would be lying if I said you don’t mean anything.

I don’t want a fool who needs to keep searching for something more when I had already given him everything I had. I don’t want a boy who is not “ready” because I am not someone who is okay with being put on hold so you can test out your other options.

Maybe they weren’t your person, but understand that to them, you were theirs. You hold a place in their heart, a place you didn’t ask for and perhaps not even want. But don’t brush them off.

She asks herself what could she be doing wrong when you pull her into your arms but don’t try to keep her there.

Your other half shouldn’t be destroying you, it should be completing you.

There’s a reason you give your heart to the wrong people. Your heart needs to break. It needs to have cracks and holes to let in the right love that would have otherwise been unable to make it through if your heart was completely sealed.

All the love I had for you, I took back, so I can give it instead to the one person who deserves it the most; me.

I didn’t expect it, but when I fell in love with you, I also fell in love with myself.

It wasn’t until I looked back at the red flags that were there at the time that I forced myself to overlook, I realized how badly I needed to grow up.