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All that day I remember the day we broke up. I woke up with a weird feeling in my stomach. I spent the whole day trying to figure out what love was. Trying to figure out if I loved you. I walked up to an old couple in McDonalds that day and asked them if they still loved eachother. All they replies was “well after all these years I sure hope so.” I grew up not knowing what love was. The people who surrounded me stayed together because they felt they needed too, not because they love eachother. I spent that whole day trying to figure out if I loved you or just the idea of us. Maybe I was just sticking around because I felt I needed to. I tried convincing myself I loved you. I thought I had convinced myself for a second that I did love you. But only then did I get the message that ruined my day and my heart. “I think this was a mistake” you said. I agreed. All that day I tried to figure what love was, and I realized what we had wasn’t it.

Things I should have told you (via bitchin-brandi)

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you try & hold onto it because you know it is coming to an end

ink-trails

Something doesn’t feel right because everything hurts more than it should— and not in the ‘I love you so much it hurts’ sense but more like how you wake up one morning to realize that someone who once occupied so much of your heart is no longer there and all you feel is the pain of letting them go so easily— that’s why it hurts so fucking much because you don’t know what has been done to make you feel so numb at the sound of their voice or at the warmth of their touch and you wish you could have done something to have avoided this but darling, their time is done and the fire is out and nothing hurts more than saying goodbye but you just gotta let them go and baby, you just gotta let yourself cry.

Falling out of love and losing somebody you promised never to let go of (via ink-trails)

smoke-weed-eat-beans-blog

People change,feelings change. It dosen’t mean that the love once shared wasn’t true and real,it simply just means that sometimes when people grow,they grow apart.

-500 days of summer. (via smoke-weed-eat-beans)

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mymangotree-deactivated20160622

I tried loving you, I truly did. But the flame burned out. I’m sorry, I just don’t love you anymore.

Unknown (via mymangotree)

sunnylandonvinyl

It’s okay to break up with someone because the relationship feels wrong.

It’s okay to break up with someone if you’ve fallen out of love with them.

It’s okay to break up with someone if you do not like them like that anymore.

It’s okay to break up with someone if they’re hurting you, physically and/or emotionally.

It’s okay to break up with someone if they wrong you.

It’s okay to break up with someone if you simply do not want to be with them anymore.

It’s okay to break up with someone if you’ve changed your mind about them or the relationship.

It’s okay to break up with someone if you do not have feelings for them anymore.

It’s okay to break up with someone.

escafeism

One day you’re going to wake up and realize you don’t feel the same way anymore. It’s like every single butterfly in you’re stomach has died and there’s no way you can resurrect it. Not another kiss or a hug or even the simple way of saying I love you. It’s just that you don’t feel it anymore. In his eyes, you search for the answer but there is none. You look for the feeling again, in his kisses, maybe somewhere beneath his words, but again there is none. Everywhere, you search and you find nothing. Emptiness. A sudden void in your heart. Even in your memories, he has never looked lesser magnificent and wonderful and breath-taking until this moment. And then it hit you. Suddenly you can un-love a person; or maybe love a person less. You don’t want to hurt his feelings because he loved you, he loves you and this is what he gets for loving you. And then you realize you’re stuck in this labyrinth with horrifying twists and turns, and even when you desperately look for a way out, there just isn’t one. And it’s suffocating. Really.

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I’m not in love with you. I do not love you. I’m sorry but I’m not. I’m in love with idea. The idea of someone loving me, wanting me, afraid of losing me.. And you.. You are perfect. You are lovely and all of that. I just don’t love you.

{ The Idea } - blahblahhshh (via blahblahhshh)