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Are you okay? I mean I know you're not okay, but are you more or less okay than you were five minutes ago?
House MD season 3 episode 12
I’ve lived a lot of places. I’ve lived in a lot of houses. But when I was with you I finally found home. I saw it. It scared me. I saw forever. I saw waking up in your arms every morning. I saw making dinner together every night. I saw loving you forever. I saw forever and I lost it. I lost you and I lost my first real home. Losing you hurt more than anything I’ve ever felt. You’re still in my life but not in the same way. It’s not love anymore. I just can’t let go. Because I can still see forever. You may not see it but I still do.
If I’ve learned one thing being with you it’s that sometimes love isn’t enough. And that makes me so sad.
I’m tired so tired. Not the kind of tired that will go away with sleep. The kind of tired that lingers. The kind of tired that only comes when it’s all too much. The kind of tired that comes with heartbreak before the break. When you’ve been holding on too long. When you’re so tired and you are ready to let go. I don’t know if I should let go.
sexual texts on your dash?
I’m tired so tired. Not the kind of tired that will go away with sleep. The kind of tired that lingers. The kind of tired that only comes when it’s all too much. The kind of tired that comes with heartbreak before the break. When you’ve been holding on too long. When you’re so tired and you are ready to let go. I don’t know if I should let go.
I’ve lived a lot of places. I’ve lived in a lot of houses. But when I was with you I finally found home. I saw it. It scared me. I saw forever. I saw waking up in your arms every morning. I saw making dinner together every night. I saw loving you forever. I saw forever and I lost it. I lost you and I lost my first real home. Losing you hurt more than anything I’ve ever felt. You’re still in my life but not in the same way. It’s not love anymore. I just can’t let go. Because I can still see forever. You may not see it but I still do. If I’ve learned one thing being with you it’s that sometimes love isn’t enough. And that makes me so sad.
I don't smile when I hear your name. Not anymore.
sometimes silence says so much more than words ever could
I may have put all of my pieces back in the right places but you can still see where I have been broken. You can still see the crakes in my heart and the cuts on my hands. You will always be able to see the marks that you left on me.
When I was with you I'd close my eyes. I'd try to memorize the feeling- of safety, of love, of something greater than I could explain. Looking back now I try to remember but I can't. I can't remember. It's all been stained by the pain you caused me. By the naïveté of it all. That we thought we could really happen. - excepts from the book I'll never write #1
hope your days get softer from here on out. hope the hurt lessens and the dark turns to light. you deserve gentleness and good love. I hope it finds you soon.
All I asked was for you to be there. You weren't so I had to choose and I chose myself.
Milk and Honey
She is sad. She is hurt. She is alone. She is tired. She is lonely. She is a mess. She is stressed. She is judged. She is ignored. She is confused. She is depressed. She is misunderstood. She is hurt, but won’t show it. She is screaming, but is silent. She is in pain, but still smiling. She is me..
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