To get over you, I have to stop idealizing you or what we could have been.
You may have let go of him, you may be in love with him still, but you need to ask yourself this: Do you want him back for the right reasons? Does he deserve a place in your heart? Are you willing and able to love him enough to forgive him, to bring him back in? And is he worthy?
I asked you if you would remember me years later when we’re busy forgetting the times we felt alive
I’ve never been the one to leave. I haven’t mastered the art of goodbyes.
Father, please be with this boy I loved. Show him how powerful you are, how big your heart is. Show him the love you want for him—a love that is pure, passion, and honorable to both him, and you.
Maybe one day I won’t have to miss you. Because you’ll be here.
I’m sorry for ever allowing myself to believe I wasn’t enough.
One day you’ll know it’s a longing feeling of a love that you don’t have anymore. A love that you wasted and threw away.
You say goodbye when they say it first
whether silently or out loud.
You see it in their eyes, in their actions,
you hear it, even in their most loving their words.
I don’t know that my life would ever be the same. I don’t know that I’d see these faces again. I don’t know that’d it be easier calling another place home.