We take those who love us for granted because if someone decides to leave, “they weren’t meant for us anyway.”
What Are You Even Saying
I need to let them go. I need to let all that negativity go. And so do you. And after you do, please forgive yourself. You will never please everybody in this world. Not everyone in this world will love you. But at least you can love yourself.
“I honestly didn’t think it would be a big deal. I mean, everyone ghosts. I figured if I didn’t respond to her a few times, she would get the hint and move on.”
No, I am not going to sit here and pretend the problem was me when very clearly it was you. You don’t get to treat me like I am nothing but a fire you need to warm your hands by only to douse it out when the time has come to leave.
He introduces you to his friends, even if he says that you’re just his friend, at first.
The reason we work so hard is for “financial freedom.” Somehow we always seem to end up awfully unfree, don’t we?
Instead, I’ll say the moon has never looked
as good as it did when we followed it home together.
Maybe if I realize that losing you was not of God, and not meant to break me, but to build me, I can decide to let you go happily, knowing that where I go next will be where I need to be.
I never felt like I was settling with you. I never felt like it was less than what I deserved.
To even get to a point of dating someone selfless is a task in itself.