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The worst is having a dream where someone loves you and you can practically feel them touching you and it feels so real and then you wake up and it’s like the life is being sucked out of you and the happiness just drains out of your body and you feel empty again.
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“Sometimes I wish I could read your mind. But then, I wonder if I could handle the truth.”
— The Vow
“If you have to speculate if someone loves you and wants to be with you, chances are they don’t. It’s not that complicated. Don’t waste moments waiting and wondering. Don’t throw away your time dreaming of someone who doesn’t want you. No one is that amazing, and certainly not someone who would pass you up.”
— Donna Lynn
I've gotten too attached and it's not going to end well.
So you are moving away & keep sending me links to houses you are looking at. I have been ok until you send me a link of MY dream house. You know this, it's why you sent it to me. It's just that amazing... and you will put an offer in on it. When you get it tho, it won't be me moving in it with you... no, I get to watch the love of my life move into my dream house... with another woman. What kind of special hell am I living in?!? What have I done to deserve such pain??? All I want is you, but you've made it clear that isn't going to happen. And I love you too much to not have you at least as a friend. Why??? Why can I not just tell you how I really feel? You worry because I've been sick. I'm sick because of stress & depression... it's so strong that I don't know what else to do except just let it take over...
This... 😢 How can I move on when all I want, even after all this time, is you? I want your smile, your hands, your kiss, YOU...
“I miss you…But you seem fine without me.”
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“The hardest decision in life is deciding whether to “walk away” or “try harder.”
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& this is where I'm at...
More like ALL THE TIME
Oh how I miss your hugs!!!💙
Wow... this hit hard... because I know I am. I know if you could take back loving me you would.😢😭
So you just left. Yet again I failed to have the courage to tell you that I can't do this anymore. I love you so, so much, and can't seem to say the words that I know I need to. I crave just snuggling up to you in bed, to feel your arms around me, & to listen as your heartbeat lullabies me to sleep. Yet I know this will probably never happen again. It's already been a year since the last time. A year... a full fucking year... but here I am. I'm still here begging you to love me. Begging you to go back to a time where I didn't question if you loved me too, I KNEW. You have slowly stripped away all the little things that made us "us". The comforting silence of just being in your arms. The way my body instantly would relax at the sight of you or sound of your voice. The way I could tell you absolutely anything & everything. The way I could be my true self with you. I let down my guard completely to be hit with I need space. We still talk daily, yes. I have told you many times before tho... can't just be your friend. I'm always going to want/need more, ALWAYS. I need touch, I need to feel important, I need to be loved. I can not continue to pour from an empty well because babe, my well is so empty my buckets are filled with dirt. I'm steadily trying to get my heart to realize what my head already knows. I can't do this anymore. I can't continue begging for love. I shouldn't have to. I just can't continue to be the only one fighting for "us". I can't. I love you more than words could possibly ever describe, but I have to choose me because it's obvious that you aren't going to.
