Deep down, you know you’re okay. And as you walk with him to the bus stop, the conversation is light until a bus comes. He smiles, wishes you bon voyage. You ask him if you’re okay, if you’re good. He smiles and nods. He boards the bus, you walk home.
I fought – with all my strength and my might.
I’m slowly learning to let things end because some things are not meant to last forever. Some things only last for a little while. Some people are just here to teach us a lesson and then leave.
I’m done looking at pictures with regret when it’s them who should be feeling these things so heavily.
Do you remember those nights? Am I worth reminiscing?
HOLY SHIT. HOLLYY SHIT. OMG. I CANNOT BREATHE. WHAT IN THE HECK, TAYLOR SWIFT. ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?????????
‘I love you’ rolled off my tongue but for the first time, it tasted bitter.
Because of you, I assume every potential partner that enters my life will treat me the same and as a hopeless romantic, I don’t want to constantly be living in fear of falling in love.
Starting over means you’re brave. You’re not afraid to end things. You’re not afraid to break your own heart.
I was always the one who was saying “I’m sorry.”