I’m not saying it’s the end of the world but I think this might be the end of the world.
Because people love you but they love themselves more. They care more about their image. They care more about their reputation and they’ll do whatever it takes to protect it even if it means throwing you under the bus.
Love is beautiful as it happens, when it happens. And it will happen. We just have to trust.
If you’re going to love someone who has been cheated on, do it wholeheartedly, do so with purity. Unpack your baggage in front of them. Let them in. Doing so makes this person feel not only like you trust them, but like they can feel comfortable trusting you and doing the same.
You have him but you need to love yourself more.
It wasn’t until recently that I’ve started to genuinely feel that He is watching over me, guiding me through the confusing and dark times; guiding me towards the light to find strength and courage.
It’s unreal to see someone move on without you as you literally cry for them. It’s almost too devastating to be honest about because it feels utterly pathetic. I moved because I was angry. I moved and got angry at a man and the world at large, then I got angry with myself. But in all that rage what I learned was patience.
Let your fears burn to ashes and your old choking memories wither like dead weeds, because the past does not determine the future. Allow your disappointments, losses and sufferance, to transform you, because what was and what is are two different things.
I said it before and I’m not afraid to say it again – I’ll wait for you.
She always has her eyes open. She always has her guard up. Just in case. Because it’s better to be too cautious than too careless.