You should not be judged by the way you’re hurting. No one can tell you what you should and shouldn’t feel.
I’ll start with loving the people that matter without any boundaries. I’ll start with choosing to be good.
Everyone is capable of loving and is capable of being loved. And that we have a choice, to love and be loved by the people that matter, by the people who care.
In the end, I will never choose to be that girl because I wasn’t made to be her. And maybe you weren’t made for me.
It’s love not to be named but to be felt. This is the most genuine thing I can give you and I know this is enough.
About time that I let myself be happy. Delete pictures of you and me from my camera roll. Lock up old message threads and disconnect from you in any way possible.
Life doesn’t stop when you run out of reasons to go on, it continues once you start finding reasons to look forward to. And I have found those reasons.
You’re my favorite what if. I used to think about what would happen if we were together. Would we be happier? Would we end up together?
When you lose a lover, you lose half of your heart; when you lose your best friend, you lose half of your soul.
Now I ran out of pictures and chances to tell you I still love you. Now all I have are pictures as a grim reminder of all the opportunities I let slip away.