Never fall in love with an alcoholic because they cannot love you the way you were meant to be loved.
Keep on going and walking. Keep on laughing without them. Keep on learning how to live without the love of your life.
You feel guilty about walking away. You don’t want to be the one who gave up. The one who called it quits instead of putting in more effort.
You do not deserve to be placed second, to be put on the back burner, to stay up late wondering what you mean to the person who means everything to you.
Stay single until you are ready to treat her like a first priority instead of a backup plan who only has half of your attention.
Sometimes I wonder if you still have my number or if you deleted it because I never hear from you.
I’m sorry I stopped blaming myself for the way you have been treating me and started holding you responsible for your own actions.
You used to be her world. Her galaxy. Her setting sun. Her dying dawn. But with time, she realized that she was and is her own damn universe.
You only gave me half of your effort, half of your attention, half of your heart.
When you’re madly in love, you want to be able to pick up each other’s phones cavalierly without having to worry about what you might find. But not every relationship is built to withstand 1,000 percent honesty.