Ash

[thepersonalquotes]

[harf-e-kun]

As my final act of love

And for my last act of love,

I will never reach out to you again.

I won’t text. I won’t call. I won’t try to see how you’re doing or wonder if you still think of me. I’ll stop hoping for a message that will never come. Instead, I’ll learn to sit with the silence and make peace with your absence.

I’ve loved. I’ve tried. And now, I choose to let go.

Because I see that letting go is also love. It gives both of us the chance to heal and to grow on our own. So my last act of love is to let you go completely. That’s the only way I can set myself free.

And one day, when I look back, I’ll realize that my last act of love wasn’t just for you—it was for me, for the part of me that deserves a new beginning.

[timetravelsong]

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨, 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞.

𝐔𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬.

excerpts from a book I’ll never write

[kosmogrl]

[kosmogrl]

[terrorignitis]

Juansen Dizon, i am the architect of my own destruction

[midnightinshadow]

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— beau taplin

[nostalgiaishere]

[inversedlines]

That’s the way I fall for him

[putaind3merde]

[poetryforall]

[nirmiti]

the intimacy of "how do you know that?"

"because I know you."

[remanence-of-love]

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin

[remanence-of-love]

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— william wordsworth (via letsbelonelytogetherr)