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If it comes down to it just remember three things: I loved you I loved you I loved you.
S.Z. (via blossomfully)
I’ve been on a lot of train journeys recently. Leaves a lot of time for thinking.
S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #263
“Sometimes you’re too close to someone to see the way they really are,“ she said. “Sometimes you love them so much that you don’t want to.”
— S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #296 (via blossomfully)
“When someone leaves you once, you expect it to happen again. Eventually you stop getting close enough to people to let them become important to you, because then you don’t notice when they drop of your world.”
— Jodi Picoult, Leaving Time (via thoughtkick)
“You’re the first person who broke my heart. For the rest of my life. You will always be the one who hurt me the most. Don’t forget that.”
— Cassie Ainsworth
“It’ll be weird seeing her again. It’ll be like revisiting a memory that you thought you’d forgotten. Her hair will be longer, or shorter, her hair will have changed; hair always does. Her eyes will be the same. Hearing her voice will be like going back to the place you used to live and noticing the new curtains. Being close to her will be strange. She’ll say something like, “you look well,” and you’ll reply with a, “thanks, you too.” And it’ll feel like death, like an iron fist around your heart. And then she’ll point to your shirt and say, “is that new?” and you won’t have the heart to say you bought it seven months ago after she left, so instead you say, “I haven’t worn it around you before.” When she emits a small laugh you’ll feel the tiniest ounce of pride. She still finds you funny. When she’s telling you about her new life you’ll find your mind wandering into places you didn’t think mattered anymore. Places like, was she in love now and was she being treated well? Places like, did she ever miss you, and in and amongst all of her living did she ever consider coming back?”
— Sue Zhao
“But how can you miss someone when they are right beside you?“ She asks. “You can,” I say, “you can. When they are beside you but they are not yours. When they can leave without a moment’s notice and you do not have the right to ask them to stay.”
— Sue Zhao
“i want to write so badly but on god i’m so tired of writing thousands of poetry about you about our love and about the way you left me i am so tired”
— k.m (via fluohrine)
“It eventually gets better without any explanation; suddenly you just wake up one day and you’re not upset anymore. You can just finally breathe.”
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““Part of growing up is picking and choosing your battles,” she said with quivering lips, trying to avoid his eyes, as tears started to roll down from hers. “and you just aren’t one that I want to fight anymore.””
— excerpt from a book i’ll never write #28