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“If you miss them, that means you’re lucky. It means you had someone special in your life, someone worth missing.”
— Nathan Scott
Star Gazing
White lights glimmer in the back of my mind.
I’d reach for it if I thought that I could grasp them even for a moment.
Dancing gracefully just out of reach.
Like a dream I just can’t remember.
The imagined spring breeze with the smell of life in the middle of an endless winter.
And even know I’m not sure I’ll ever grasp that feeling, that experience, ever again.
I’m happy to sit here in darkness, staring into my little jar of hope…..
“Maybe 10 years from now, we’ll meet again at a coffee shop down the road and start over.”
— Unknown
“Lonely isn’t being alone. It’s the feeling that nobody cares.”
— Unknown
“There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves; it is not my nature. My attachments are always excessively strong.”
— Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey (via thebookquotes)
“Sometimes, you do things and you do them not because you’re thinking but because you’re feeling. Because you’re feeling too much. And you can’t always control the things you do when you’re feeling too much.”
— Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe
Letting go
I held on as long as I could….
I love you, that will never change.
I held you as tight as I could and kissed you as deeply as I could.
I did that for so long with all of my heart.
I gave you all I had.
But after a few years….. I’m not sure if it was just you getting used to me.
Or if it was you getting sick of me.
But I feel like I stopped getting that love in return.
It went from a spark in your eyes when you would look at me…
To annoyance and disappointment.
You would even be upset when I would come to give you a kiss and just get a few moments in your presence.
It started to feel like you didn’t want me around anymore…
You refused to do things with me…
You refused to let me hold you, let me love you, and eventually…. You didn’t want me to kiss you.
I thought it was because you were depressed but when I asked what was wrong you would tell me “nothing I’m fine”
But I could tell you weren’t.
Still I kept trying.
And over the last year it only got worse…
So finally…. I had to let go…
I had to let go of being with you.
Living in your world…..
I needed to find a way to feel wanted.
I hope everything goes well for you….
Just know I will always love you…
But I think it’s time to really let you go….
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“I crave a love so deep that the ocean would be jealous.”
— Tahere Mafi
“Lately I’ve been thinking about who I want to love, and how I want to love, and why I want to love the way I want to love, and what I need to learn to love that way, and who I need to become to become the kind of love I want to be…and when I break it all down, when I whittle it into a single breath, it essentially comes out like this: Before I die, I want to be somebody’s favorite hiding place, the place they can put everything they know they need to survive, every secret, every solitude, every nervous prayer, and be absolutely certain I will keep it safe. I will keep it safe.”
— Andrea Gibson
Sometimes the largest smiles can hide the saddest of people.
I’ve found a love, rekindled a flame
It’s oh so different and yet still the same
Beautiful blue, oceans for eyes
Holding me hostage, is this my demise?
Unstable and broken a heart with no home
Learning to trust you might shatter my thrown
A wall made of iron, and borders of steal
Hiding a heart that’s forgotten how to feel
Slowly rebuilding with plaster and paint
Beating so softly and nearing a faint
Glimmer of light fading away
I’m not sure I have any strength left to stay
Sometimes walking away is better than trying to rebuild.....
Empty, harsh, rude, liar
Words that truly seem to inspire
Heartache, pain, anxiety, depression
Feels like a truck has kicked my chest in
Walk it off and take a deep breath
Bottle it up and hold it till death
Never deal, don’t look back
Just try to keep it all on track
Pressure building the bottles full
It might be time to just explode
As all things in life slowly erode
Down to nothing, an empty shell
And this is how you make your own little hell