I Love Truly

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[bruised-heartsuggestions]

More than anything, i wish i knew why i was too much for you, its been so long, and all i remember is the wanting of it, of feeling too big for the both of us

I wonder if you feel like you were too small for me, if you felt smothered, i wonder if i could have fixed it

I'm sorry I haven't changed

[bruised-heartsuggestions]

I miss you, I wonder about how life would have been if I hadn't been too much for you

I wonder if it could have been as good as this, I wonder if it could have been better

I wish I could ask you if you miss me too

[inkskinned]

i would give you every hope back, do you know that? if i could, i’d fix us both a table for tea and we could sit under a sunbeam. and i’ll read you poetry and you could tell me - i do not chase happy, it chases me. i’ll feed you every half of every cookie. divide up life like - one for you and one for me.

[bruised-heartsuggestions]

Of all the stars that have ever shined, the only thing I have ever wanted as much as this is some thing /good/. Something that will last. I have been through so much, so much pain, and sorrow, and hurting, and abuse of all kinds, please I just want something good that will be there with me through the rest of it.

[rosecrystal]

if you say “i love you” a lot it loses its meaning? bitch does the sun lose its light just because it rises every morning?

[lemuenic]

You get more used to bright light the longer you are embraced by it. Thoughtless post.

[rosecrystal]

So getting used to receiving love is a bad thing? Ok edgelord

[bruised-heartsuggestions]

Just because I am used to the light of the sun does not mean that each sunrise is less beautiful that the first, or that the plants are less grateful for receiving it. 

[bruised-heartsuggestions]

The people who treat you wrong don’t deserve you. You deserve room to grow, to heal, to belong. You are good enough, just as you are, and anyone who says otherwise is quite wrong.

[bruised-heartsuggestions]

I miss them so much, but it’s not like scar tissue, or a hole that can’t be filled, or a missing limb. It’s like having only cloudy days for so long you forget what shade of blue the sky is, or being cold for so long you forget how good the searing heat of a hot day can feel, or frowning for so long it hurts to smile.

It's not a pain that’s forever, the sun will come out, I will be warm, it will be easy to smile again, someday it will happen. Someday I won’t miss them so much, and that’s a good thing, I look forward to it, but right now I am still cold, and forgetful, and looking for a reason to smile.

[bruised-heartsuggestions]

Oh how remembering is the worst part of living after them. Loving them was a gift, living with them a treasure, but remembering them now that they are gone forever is a burden of the worst sort. And worst of all it is a burden that can never be put down, or set aside, it may grow or shrink with the passage of time and finding new gifts and new treasures, but it never leaves. Not until you yourself become someone else's burden.

[bruised-heartsuggestions]

If you’re still there, if you’re still you, I hope you remember me. I hope you remember, and I hope you think of me. I’m still thinking of you.

[bruised-heartsuggestions]

You have to leave a wound alone to let it heal, but don’t ignore the scar left behind. Scars grow unattended, and need to be prodded to finish healing, and the deeper they are the longer this takes.

[papyrussuggestions-archive]

GOOD MORNING! DO SOMETHING NICE FOR YOURSELF TODAY!

[bruised-heartsuggestions]

They were wrong, it’s as simple as that. No one deserves to be hurt, no one deserves to be abandoned, no one deserves to be mistreated. They were wrong, and even if you can’t see it right now, someday you will be able to look back and see that you have always been a person worth being kind to. Always.

[unpopularconcepts]

unpopular concept: forgiving yourself

[bruised-heartsuggestions]

Out of everything I am, everything I was, why is me missing you because I remember when I shouldn't the thing that carries over?? Why should I love you when I will never see your face again, when you don’t even exist in this life?

[creativedelirium]

“fuck everyone who hurt me,” journal art. 2015 and 2016 versions.

[aidashakur]

[myahsimss]

Let me cry when I need to cry.

[bruised-heartsuggestions]

Let your ire burn, so when it's only ashes you can grow anew.