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[justfvckintyler-deactivated2023]

love is not pain, love is not sitting on the floor crying, love is not beating your steering wheel while you pull out of their driveway, love is not screaming and using words you’ll regret and for Gods sake love is not “you’re mine, but i’m not yours”. there are several different opinions of what love is, but mine is this: love is gentle, love is huge, love is respect, love is trust and love is never hurting your significant other because you couldnt bare to see them cry. we throw the word around like it’s a toy, and we like to say it’s lost its meaning but we’re the ones to blame. we often blatantly disregard the things we love the most and that’s where we find ourselves lost, without them.

[pre-party]

“Isn’t it fucking terrifying that no matter how many promises they made, no matter how long you’ve been together, someone can get up and walk out of your life without a second thought and you have to carry on living because the world doesn’t stop for any of us”

— Unknown (via helpingg)

[a-sad-romanian]

“ the worst part was knowing you loved me, but you didn’t want to try. It was knowing you were awake, knowing I was crying myself to sleep.”

what i wish i could tell you

[a-sad-romanian]

I was going to marry you

I have a tan on my ring finger. It’s from the ring you gave me at the airport when you proposed. I wear that ring proudly EVERY day. I have you carved into my heart like a memory I never want to forget. I have your laugh memorized, your smile  embedded in my brain. I can see and point out where every freckle on your body is.

Now uncertainty floats around my brain creating a cloud over the memory of your smile and laugh. Not only can I point out where every freckle on your body is, but I can pin point the day it all went wrong.....the day you gave up on me.

I have a broken heart that you rebuilt, but now cracks are beginning to resurface and I can hear my heart breaking again.

Still, I have a tan line from the ring you gave me; that i still wear every damn day.

[a-sad-romanian]

Do you remember?

do you remember our first kiss? how in that moment i knew i wanted to be with you for the rest of my life. Now you sway out of the way so my lips touch your cheeks and not your lips

do you remember that first night you held me? how neither of us moved even though we were sweating; but we didn’t want to move because it was so peaceful and safe there in that twin bed. Now i hold you as you turn your back to me and put your headphones in to fall asleep.

do you remember the first time we made love? how it was so pure and passionate? like something out of a movie? now you barely even want to touch me.

so if this ends.....if we choose to go our separate ways and once again i’m left with a shattered heart.....will you remember how much i loved you. How i would’ve done anything for you? will you remember how we used to kiss, how we used to hold eachother? will you remember how i loved you?

[a-sad-romanian]

love

i want to make you happy. i want to love you unselfishly with no other motives in mind. i want to make you smile because when you smile the sunshine’s a little brighter. i want to be the one who holds you when you cry because maybe if my fingertips wipe away your tears they won’t be able to travel down your chest and break your heart. i never want you to have to feel heart break again, i don’t want to put you through that pain. I want to be different, i want to get the one. I want to hold you when you can’t sleep at night, because maybe if i squeeze you tight enough the  demons running wild through your mind will subside. i want to wake up to your ocean blue eyes every morning and thank god for creating you. I want you. only you. all your broken pieces and all your heart broken tears. i want you. i would do all this and more for you because i love you.....but would you do all that for me?

[konoko]

*wakes up*

ah shit, here we go again

[a-sad-romanian]

you’re my favorite human. i love you

but like you’re my absolute favorite human and i am IN love with you!

[a-sad-romanian]

you lost her

And you see her, happy, and you can’t help but feel regret for letting her go. Because you could’ve had that with her, she was willing to give you her precious heart, when you didn’t deserve it. Instead of taking it like the gift it was you disregarded it and broke it.

Now after putting the peices back together, she’s found someone who make her heart skip a beat again. Someone who gives her the world, a world you’re no longer in.

you lost her, you lost the best thing to ever happen to you. All because you let a little bit of praise and power go to your head. Don’t ruin this for her by coming back into her life. If you ever truly loved her, let her be happy. Don’t break her precious heart again.

You lost her, this is your mistake, so don’t blame her for finding a new happiness in the arms of someone else.

[teenagecrush]

[woefulwriting]

I have a dream that one day, you’ll run into me. It’ll be a few years from now and I’ll be thinner and my hair will be longer and you’ll see me and do a double take because you can’t believe it’s me. You’ll tell me I look great and ask how I’ve been. I’ll be so over you by then that I’ll be honest, and I’ll tell you I am doing fantastic. You’ll want to get my number to catch up but it’ll be my turn to kindly say no and walk away. It’ll be my turn to forget you while you spend restless nights wondering if I have a new boyfriend and what job I have. It’ll be your turn to wonder what could’ve been if we had worked out.

Delusional daydreaming

[fcuckswritings]

Fuck your first love. Seriously. Fuck the prick that dropped your heart and watched it shatter. Fuck him for being careful stepping over the pieces not to cut himself. Wait for your second love, the one who puts you back together without knowing what they’re doing. Wait for the one who makes you fucking love again with your whole heart before you even know that you have it back. Wait for your end to the darkness, wait for your sunshine.

[shewriteslikeshebreathes]

““I compare him to you a lot,” she says, a smile growing on her lips. “The way he looks at me, you never looked at me like that. Like I was something precious, something to cherish. You never listened, you’d brush away my views and opinions and insist you were right. He doesn’t. He listens, takes in my view and respects it. You never held me like he does. You’d make it seem like a chore, something you had to do. He takes my hand when I don’t expect it, pulls me close and kisses me like he can’t stop himself.” Her smile is beaming, but it’s not for him. Not anymore. “I compare him to you a lot because now I see how bad you were for me. I thought I was happy with you, but now I know I am so much happier with him than I ever was with you.””

— Excerpt from the book I’ll never write

[cascadinghopes]

“Today I met a boy who made my heart feel light again.”

— January 6, 2016

[pressedlipspoetry]

“He’s already planting flowers where you ripped holes in me.”

— A.M.H.

[xoxoizzy]

“I think once you move on, you start to see the person as less and you thought they where. They aren’t a hurricane of heart break or a glorious ocean any more. Their eyes don’t remind you of chocolate or the sky, and their presence doesn’t make your heart skip an extra beat. They just become a person who loved you a little less than you loved them.”

— 11:02 - wish we were just strangers

[thepersonalquotes]