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it’s 2 am and this image materialized in my brain and i couldn’t sleep until i made it

It’s not fair that I loved you in spite of all your flaws, and you stopped loving me because of mine. It’s not fair. It’s not fair. It’s not fucking fair.

lwriter-in-lovel

“There are days when the fortresses around my heart collapse. It seems like I have my shit together but sometimes, I crumble and fall. And on those days, I remind myself of every thing that’s wrong with me. I tell myself every reason, over and over, why I mustn’t be loved. And I’m sorry if I become hard to deal with, if I cry a little too much. Just know that I’m trying. I’m trying to be okay. For you. For me. For us.

- |writer-in-love|

everythings-reminding-me-of-you

Please remember why you loved me. Remember why you let yourself open up to me, more than you had ever opened up to anyone. Remember how it felt to be wrapped up in bed in each other’s arms. Remember the car journeys when you’d put on your songs and we’d both sing along, not a care in the world. Remember the hours on FaceTime where we’d call just to see each other’s faces. Remember our future we had talked about so many times. Remember how horrible every goodbye was because we couldn’t bare being apart. If you remember everything that made us so special, and remember just how good it felt to be so in love, how can you say you don’t want it anymore. You don’t want those feelings anymore? How can you not want that happiness?

- 02.17am

everythings-reminding-me-of-you

Please remember the way you cared for me and loved me. And with that thought, please hear me and understand when I say you are literally breaking me by doing this. I trusted you and believed in us with every part of me. I have never felt a pain like this before. If you loved me and cared for me like you said you did, you wouldn’t have done this to me. We can make this work, I promise.

- 04.12am

bramble-lee

“i have a hard time letting you go because i gave you myself and you were my home and i loved you so much so there that is why i keep calling”

— A Story a Day #111 by bramble-lee

depressedbarbie

I was a mess for such a long time. Like, an embarrassing amount of time.

itsprincesslivyyy-deactivated20

Losing you wasn’t just a bad breakup, it was a heartache I would never get over. It wasn’t going out with friends to forget you, it was waking up at 3 am crying your name out. It wasn’t eating my heart out with ice cream and watching sad movies, it was getting physically sick every time I ate something it was eating crackers for days because that was the only thing I could keep down. It wasn’t going out to parties and kissing random boys to forget you, it was laying in bed for days staring at the ceiling and having no motivation to get up. It was taking the long way to class so I wouldn’t accidentally bump into you. It was sitting in class and trying my hardest not to break down crying. It was looking at our pictures and reading our old texts breaking down crying because I thought we were meant to last. It was constantly blaming myself for the way things ended.

itsprincesslivyyy

redrosepoet

“i just wanna hate you. wanna take your heart in my hand and crush it until you know what you’ve done to me. i wanna hate you for telling me not to sing or not to cry or not to think about it too much. it’s been 7 fucking months and i still can’t say your name without a behind-the-scenes sequence of the love i gave you. you made me cold, you know? took the softest part of me and left it in the sun till it rotted and rotted. even the good memories taste bitter to me, my lost love. they taste like the times i gave you all of me but you couldn’t even come down to see me. i wish i could hate you, babe. but you still got it. you still got me.”

— please don’t come back // redrosepoet