I keep hearing your farewell words over and over again, hoping one day I’ll forget how it felt to watch you walk away with your own heart in pieces and so was mine.
I’ll try to understand things you don’t want anyone to understand. I’ll try to understand you.
Compete only with yourself.
How dull would this world be if everybody looked the same? So “perfect”?
I hope you have the inner strength to face the battles inside your head and heart that you don’t let anybody see.
Here’s to all the love you gave and deserve but never got in return.
I’m the choices I made, I’m the pool of tears on the table, I’m the sad songs in your playlist
I think the bravest thing one can do is let someone love them.
Sometimes time cannot heal everything. Sometimes the way the wound can finally start to heal is by accepting the damage it did to you.
Promise yourself that you’ll love again, that you’ll trust again, that you’ll fight for yourself.