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the moon will rise, the tides will change and tomorrow will be brand new.
There’s your very first kiss and the one that got away
The never gonna happen and the maybe someday
We all have our favorites, we all have regrets
The ones we wish worked out and the ones we wish we never met
But we know we’ll find someone someday that makes the regrets all go away
and makes everything we went through seem worth it, necessary, and okay
Sometimes sugar ain’t so sweet
“What would life be if we had no courage to attempt anything?”
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Stevie on stage at the Pine Knob Theatre in Clarkston, MI - August 15, 1977. Photo by Bill Gemmell.
“Forgive yourself for accepting less than you deserved - but don’t do it again.”
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Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
The worst part about a relationship ending is slowly realizing all the things that don’t matter anymore. For example, all the dates- his birthday, the day you met, your anniversary- that are just ordinary days again. The comfort is gone, the routines and traditions are over, and it makes you sick, but to make it worse- he’s the person you’d normally go to when you feel this uneasy, and you don’t have anyone else that could make it better like he would. And weeks go by and you’re still thinking about the fact that you know all his favorite foods and you don’t know how to fill that space in your brain with something else. You keep mourning the end of you and him, but then you realize that’s not the only thing that died, because there’s also your five year plan and the inside jokes that don’t exist anymore and the kids with your eyes and his hair who won’t ever be born, and then it hurts all over again.
But if you’ve felt this before- or if you feel this right now- that means you’ve been through the exact same thing as I have and so have all the other people reblogging this. And I got through it, over it, past it, happier. Many times. And so will you. Because the things you lose when you lose a person are all replaceable with someone new- new anniversaries, secret places, nicknames, cute jokes, a new list of favorites to remember. And you have no reason to think that the next person who makes you feel like home is going to be less special to you than the one who just left.