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You think your days are ordinary, and no one ever thinks about you. But we're all the same, and she can hardly breathe without you.

#Keane

Any love I made you feel is yours to keep.

Some people don't love you, they don't even care about you, they just want to stay connected to you. The love, the benefits. So they do the minimal - a little phone call here and there, just checking in, thinking about you. What they are really doing is maintaining a connection, so when they need you they still have a way in.

I'm not afraid of being lost. We all wander off from time to time. It's the fear of never quite finding myself that keeps me up at night.

I love my solitude but I was meant to be a lover.

This is your reminder that love can be soft. That you are not asking for too much in this world by hoping to discover something kind. This is your reminder that love exists here, because you exist here. With a heart like yours, with a heart that still believes.

And so, if you have forgotten - you deserve to find someone who chooses you the way you choose them. You deserve to find someone who reciprocates your love. You deserve to find someone who knows that you are something special, that you are their favourite thing. You deserve to find someone who sees you - in all that is light and all that is dark within your soul, in all that shines for this world and all that does not. You deserve to find someone that recognises, with ruthless certainty, that they have found the kind of human being they want to protect. You deserve that kind of beauty, that kind of peace.

It exists. You have to believe it exists, you have to believe you are worthy of it. Because at the end of the day, certain people are truly just rare, beautiful drops of borrowed light that find their way to you. You don't feel alien to them. The otherness never arrives. There isn't a version of yourself you have to shed in order to feel connected to them. They see you clearly. You are held there. You are chosen there.

And when you find them - love becomes a safe place to rest your head. A place without artifice or armour. There are no hiding spots. Everything is unguarded and unvarnished, and there is freedom in that kind of openness, in that kind of vulnerability.

Just let go of anything that does not serve that version of love in your life. Give yourself permission to stop holding onto anything that does not want to hold your heart in return. Let go of those who will only ever love you in halves, who will never be able to give you what you deeply desire. Just learn to lay your arms down, how to stop fighting for those who are not fighting for you - because love is not meant to be pain. Love is not meant to hurt. Love is good, and you deserve good love. Release anything that does not honour that.

#Bianca Sparacino

Trust the over thinker who tells you they love you. They have most assuredly thought of every reason not to.

Do you know what it's like to be out walking your dog, and there's a bus coming towards you and all it would take is one step off the kerb.

Do you know what it's like to be preparing dinner and suddenly you're using your sharpest knife and your wrist is just a little too close.

Do you know what it's like to be swimming at the gym and you could just stop holding your breath underwater, open your mouth and let it flood your lungs.

Do you know what it's like to reach for the painkillers when you have a head ache and suddenly there's 60 tablets in your hand and you have to tell yourself "you only need 2, put the rest back".

What if i'll always be lost? What if no one is coming to find me?

In some other life, we are standing side by side laughing that in some other life we are 3000 miles apart.

I want someone to make a me-shaped space on their calendar and never move it. I want someone to have to fight the gentle tug of a smile when they think of me. I want someone to push a loose strand of hair behind my ear and trace little, purposeful circles on my thighs as we drive nowhere. I want someone to wipe a tear off my cheek with their thumb. I want someone to kiss my hip or the hollow of my neck and just stay there for a little while. On my skin. I want someone to memorize the rhythm of my breath while I sleep and recognize the soft sound as their unwrecked home. I want someone to whisper "I love you" on my lips and I want to be poisoned by the taste of it.

I want it all, secretly. I want it all, regretfully. I want it all, desperately. I want it all.

I used to be close to a lot of people who I don't talk to anymore. I don't know what to do with all the parts of them they gave to me. I don't know what they're doing with all the parts of me I gave them.

Unrequited love

No matter how much you wish you could, you cannot control how another person feels and loves.

Just because someone fails to see your worth, it doesn't make them a bad person, and it doesn't mean you are unlovable. It simply means that they are not meant for you.

You should never have to spend your days and nights wondering if you are good enough for somebody. You are enough. You are more than enough for the right person.

Always remember that your happiness comes first. Focus on loving yourself, really loving yourself and you will see your value and find the strength to walk away from unrequited love.

Weeks, months, years will pass and you'll look back and wonder why on earth it took you so long to see that all along you deserved everything you always wished you had.

#CharlotteFreeman #EverythingYoullEverNeed

Something in her chest broke so violently, that she wondered if it was possible for no one to have heard it.

I am not my worst days. I am not what happened to me.

Hard pills to swallow

if they wanted to, they would

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sometimes, you're wrong

not everyone has the same heart as you

no response is still a response

not everyone wants whats best for you

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