We romanticize the pain. Because we want to give it a reason, a story, a place of importance. We want to make the pain necessary, even when we know it’s bad, because that’s so much easier than walking away.
Love & Romance
I still cry at sad songs, but not because they remind me of you.
A strong woman isn’t going to hide from her feelings. She isn’t going to bottle them up. She isn’t going to pretend that she is doing just fine. She isn’t going to pretend that she is moving along perfectly.
Am I still invisible? Will you ever notice me? And if you do, will you find me beautiful? Or will you run away? I got used to people leaving.
My soul looked into yours and saw it all: the good things, the hidden things and the not so easy things and it was okay. I wanted it all.
When you’re ready, I hope you would talk to me and tell me what’s going on and where we stand. So believe me when I say I will wait for the reason that I can.
“The hardest thing in this world is to live in it. Be brave. Live. For me.”
The truth is, there’s a fundamental difference between loving someone and whether a relationship with them is the right thing for you.
You felt like home, and when we were done we talked about home. A home I no longer feel connected to but being with you brought me back.
You need a lavish, self-healing solo trip that shakes you out of the funk you’ve been trapped in, and makes you realize how amazing life is.