Love is many things, but it should not hurt all the time.
The guilt still weighs me down sometimes even though I know it’s insane.
Difficult, detached, tired parents raise difficult, detached, emotionally irrational children and wonder what we are doing wrong. Why we are so difficult.
I miss your presence. Just you being you. A hand on my back, lips on my neck. A smile in my eye line.
Reclaim your ambition and attitude; use it to begin again.
As we learn from one another, it is important we are aware, and delicate with another. We’re in this together and while the first person we are with may not be the person we finish this life beside, it does not mean we need to be careless, reckless, or cruel.
Like a ship going out to sea you will watch her grow smaller in the distance. And even if she calls to you, you will distance yourself too, maybe knowing somewhere in your mind you are unable to reach her because you were never helping in the first place.
After the storm had cleared I began to remember I was still myself. I was still the person I was before he left me.
You are not what either of you need. No one person can compel you into personal growth. That is part of the reason you broke up.
While you’re busy dwelling on what you want and what was, he’s busy moving forward and there’s no reason you should rub your own nose in that.