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Today my baby brother asked when you were coming back. I told him never. He then asked why. The only thing I could think to tell him is that you moved. He looked so hurt and sad. At that moment I realized that you leaving didn't only crush me, it hurts the people important to me too.
I woke up this morning with the ghost feeling of you holding me close. It didn't make me sad though. It didn’t make me miss you. It in fact made me happy. It made me happy to think about all of times we’d just lay in your bed, and you’d hold me while we watched a movie. It actually put a smile on my face.
I gave up my last piece of you today. I don't know I how to feel about it. I'm devastated yet at the same time I'm relieved. I'm hurt but yet I'm happy.
I lay my head down every night and dream of the same brown headed, hazel eyed boy that has a smile that could end world suffering and and kisses that leave you craving more. He is also the boy who told me he loved me for six months and then left with me crying in the dust.
When a goodbye is uttered from voices, When those words are set in stone, Faced with many deadly choices, To chase after love or be alone. A goodbye could be a love song, A goodbye could be a soul, A goodbye could be truly knowing, This is the hand that you’ll never hold. But goodbye is not an ending, But goodbye is not the end, It’s not permanent nor everlasting, But it could be with words left unsaid.
Words-with-no-voice (via kushandwizdom)
First they ignore you. Then they laugh at you. Then they fight you. Then you win. - Mahatma Gandhi
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I am resilient.
Sometimes all it takes is a little faith hope and pixie dust
What happened?
What happened to the boy who cried when he thought he was going to lose me? What happened to the boy who called me 87 times in one night just to make sure I wouldn't leave him? What happened to the boy who would tell me he loved me as often as possible? What happened to the boy who told me he would fight for me in anyway possible? What happened to the boy who always promised to be there for me? What happened to the boy who said would always protect me? What happened to the boy that said he wanted to marry me and start a family? What happened to the boy that designed a home with me and a family? What happened to the boy I love? What happened to him? What happened?
Not everything that can be counted counts, and not everything that counts can be counted. - Albert Einstein
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I hope you’re happy. I’m not trying to sound rude or anything. I just want you happy because if you are happy all of this pain has been worth it. All that matters to me is your happiness and joy. I literally care about nothing else. You might be done with me, but your happiness will always mean the world to me. It means more to me than I mean to myself.
I have the same ole hopeless dreams and all they do is hurt me again and again each morning
