See the story is, there is no perfect person for anyone because as individuals we are barely perfect.
If my friends were so vastly different, and yet I felt equally comfortable with each and everyone one of them, who did that make me? Was I subconsciously pretending to be someone that I wasn’t in order to fit in, or did each persona that I embodied truly reflect a portion of my personality?
Change is just around the corner.
Karma is coming for you and it’s time to feel awful again because happiness is fleeting — but this time it’s under your control! Neat!
When I think back on our relationship – and I call it that because sleeping with someone for three years is definitely not nothing – there are so many questions I wish I had just asked you in the moment.
Are we simply just wired to want what we can’t have?
And now, now I am broken in more ways than I can admit to myself
It’s knowing that my love story still continues even when you left.
I debated kissing you. Telling you I still needed you.
The days where you took your love away
When I could feel myself losing air
Letting go of everything inside
And just as I would be close to empty