It hurt so much to love you. It hurts more to attempt to convince myself I never did at all.
I was made to understand, not to be understood. Some people are doomed with that existence.
We mistake platonic soulmates and the love we feel for another person with the idea that we found a missing piece to a puzzle that never existed.
I have hindered my growth because I was waiting for you to catch up to the same page; I limited myself by desperately clinging onto who I was in the beginning, in hopes that we would end up together in the plot.
Aries: It’s time to stop trying to fit the mold of who you once were, because you’ve turned into something much more beautiful.
The colorful leaves on the trees are wilting, and your eyes are cold and emotionless.
People often talk about the holidays being the most wonderful time of the year, but people rarely discuss how difficult they can become when you’re grieving.
Hate is created.
I hope in these coming days, you nourish yourself.