I promised myself I wouldn’t be this girl. The kind of girl who get so broken when someone breaks her heart. The one that can’t function right when the one person she potential saw herself with doesn’t see it at all.
One of these days, you will heal. All the scars will finally fade. Happiness will come to you. You will no longer feel like a second choice. You will no longer wonder if you will ever be good enough. Because you will be with the right person. You need to be patience, but first you need to heal.
I want to watch horror movies with you and bury my face in your arm during the scary parts. I want to spend the day with you at a bookstore reading comics. I want to become “soulmates.”
