Love is not patient. Love is not kind. Love is brutal. Love is irrational. Love hurts.
Whoever falls in love, loses.
I will love you when you are whole and full, but I will love you even more when you think you’re broken or half empty.
Because I don’t want this to be another mistake. I don’t want us to make cautionary tales out of each other. I don’t want to be scorched to cinders by heartbreak anymore.
They tell me to stop
But I’m addicted to you.
I keep hearing your farewell words over and over again, hoping one day I’ll forget how it felt to watch you walk away with your own heart in pieces and so was mine.
Do not believe that a relationship can bring catharsis. All love is combat. All love is a wrestling with ghosts
To love completely
is to lose.
“It’s not going to be easy,” he warned me. He was right. But it wasn’t the hardest thing. Walking away was.
You liked her once, she loved you twice.