Sometimes you have to save yourself. You have to mend your broken heart. You have to be the person who decides to change their own story and rewrites a new one.
This fall, I’m letting go of the summer waves and the summer flings and everything that didn’t last.
She stopped calling because she realized that if she doesn’t call, you won’t.
I’m slowly learning to be okay with late arrivals, with things not being done on time, with delays and hurdles and starting over. I’m slowly learning how to let things expire.
When my mom asks me why I’m not married yet, I tell her that I’m still learning. I keep meeting people who teach me new lessons. They teach me how to grow. They teach me what I want. They teach me not to settle.
It’s time to start thinking that you can instead of you can’t. It’s time to start saying that you deserve it instead of doubting yourself.
I’ve changed, mainly because of you. I’ve grown so much. The years have changed me. Life was hard after you walked away but it gave me everything I needed to follow my dreams. To live a life I’m proud of.
I lost my loneliness. Feeling like I’m in this alone. Feeling like I can’t count on you. Feeling your absence more than your presence.
Sometimes pouring your heart out to people over and over again makes you feel empty.
Tell him everything. Even though he knows everything you want to say. He wants to hear your voice. He wants you to open up to him. He wants you to keep getting closer.