Traveling all by yourself is one of the best things you can do for yourself.
Smile because you are surviving. And sometimes, that’s all anyone can do.
When you are making the best choices for you, even if that choice is to not have a relationship right now, you’ll never feel alone because you won’t feel like you’re missing something you don’t need at the moment.
You hate to admit that you don’t like being alone for a long time and it isn’t something you casually say out loud. You like being alone long enough but not too long for the bad thoughts to take over. The sad thing is, you like being alone but you hate being lonely.
I just hope that when I come out of these terrible storms, one day, I will be strong enough to sail my ship alone and wave with a smile in case you cross my mind.
Your phone doesn’t ring. Social media is basically the only way you get in touch with others. The only way to show them that you’re alive. You believe that if you deactivated your online accounts no one would notice your absence.
One day you’re going to wake up and not feel the void inside of your heart. And one day, you’re going to wake up and not miss the warm body that used to lay next to you.
I switched off the lights hoping
for darkness to swallow
my feelings for you.
But I was a fool
to trust it.
Because darkness ate me whole.
Darkness made me remember you.
My question is, why is spending time alone such a stigma? Why is doing things alone inescapably associated with being lonely?
All I want is for you to be right here, healing me with your affection, taking good care of my worries, replacing my destructive thoughts with the good ones.