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@littlesadgoddess
Ca me donne peur comme tout devient aussi dilué en grandissant. Je n'ai plus du tout l'amour à donner que j'avais quand j'avais 16 ans, je n'ai plus du tout cette passion, ce désir qui pourrait vraiment tout consommer. Cette profondeur d'émotion s'est aplati au fil des années, il y a que 6 ans quand-même, et c'est d'autant de plus dommage.
On perd la force d'aimer en grandissant, je crois.
I feel like I never gave you a chance. It’s almost a year ago now that you crossed my path, but ever since, you haven’t left my mind. It was just in a period that was so hectic, so emotional for me, that I didn’t have the chance to stand still and to look at you, to observe you. Now I have created a million perfect versions of you in my head that I’ll never be able to check but when I’m sad, it’s your perfect, imaginary arms I run into.
I know you'll leave eventually but I'm glad you haven't yet.
- @lowkeythinkingtoomuch
a little life, hanya yanagihara
I just hope that you still think of me sometimes, even when you're with her
- @lowkeythinkingtoomuch
““When the day becomes the night, and the sky becomes the sea. When the clock strikes heavy, and there’s no time for tea, and in our darkest hour before my final rhyme, she will come back home to wonderland, and turn back the hands of time…”
— Alice Through the Looking Glass 2016 (via amargedom)
“Being safe inside of his protection.”
— Six Sexy Words
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Why you lost her
She was beautiful. The most beautiful girl you had ever seen, her brown eyes were like warm pools of honey, and her skin was always tan, like she had just come back from vacation. And her looks were the least beautiful thing about her. Physically, she was stunning. But that paled in comparison to her heart and mind. She was exquisite in the way she spoke with passion. She saw the good in people. Hell she saw the good in you. Even when you couldn’t. She saw the person you could be if you tried hard enough. She loved you so much, more than she ever loved her self. She loved you deeply, madly, and incredibly. She fought for you. When everyone told her she was crazy for staying, she just smiled, she knew they were wrong. Or at least she thought she did. But she didn’t know. She didn’t know that it would be impossible to pierce your ferocious walls. She wasn’t simply a girl for you to play with. So why did you treat her like she was. You loved her, and you thought that was enough. She did too, for a long time. But eventually she realized, it wasn’t. You cant simply tell someone you love them. It loses meaning. Actions speak louder than words, and yours were no exception. Your actions were what caused her to leave. She didn’t want to. But she finally figured it out. Loving you wasn’t worth hating her self.
“Everyone says love hurts, but that is not true. Loneliness hurts,rejection hurts. Losing someone hurts. Envy hurts. Everyone gets these things confused with love, but in reality love is the only thing in this world that covers up all the pain and makes someone feel wonderful again. Love is the only thing in this world that does not hurt.”
— Liam Neeson - (hatin)
I gave you a second chance, and you gave me a second heartbreak.
You are haunting my mind. Please get out.
A lovesick 16-year-old and a broken, druggy 23-year-old. Not exactly the fairytale-kind of love story isn’t it? And still, it is my favorite one. We both loved each other, fast, passionate and truly. We completed each other. Your warm eyes could melt my sometimes so cold heart immediately, and my down-to-earth view on things helped you to let go of your past. We cuddled, laughed, cooked, talked and then things went wrong. So fast. In only one night your drugs took over and I knew you weren’t the person I wanted to be with anymore. Not in this way. I still love you though, and I miss you, so much. I don’t know why you fucked up something so beautiful, but I know we both learned from it. Come back now please.