Loving someone who doesn’t feel the same about you is an endless cycle of pure torment.

My heart and mind can’t come to an agreement.

I thought that when I told him
I’m here
he’d jump in his car and race to see me
but he didn’t
he barely wrote me back.

I am Lara Jean. Well, at least, I approach romance the same way she does.

I keep thinking. And thinking. And overthinking.

I thought I could be that tough girl who can be ok with just being a hookup. 

Unrequited love is like experiencing insomnia; you know you need to sleep but you can’t, the same way you want to forget and move on but still, you love.

You made me feel like the consolation prize. You couldn’t have the girl you really wanted so you would settle for my attention when you needed it.

Because at the end of the day, if someone does not meet you where you are, you cannot keep asking them to do so. If someone cannot reciprocate your love, if someone cannot give you what you truly deserve, you have to understand that aching for them to do so before they are ready is a form of self destruction.

Speak your truth.