Other Shades of Me

Filling with something on my mind; on my timeline. And I'm not as happy as you see.

[romeoecho-for-re]

When the relationship comes to something unhealthy, please leave. When it comes to hurt you and the people around you, please leave.

i don’t wanna be a burden // @romeoecho-for-re / #6 (via romeoecho-for-re)

[excerptsofstories]

“Maybe we weren’t meant to be. But he made me feel, like no one had ever. He fed me a lot of bullshit, told me how beautiful I am, how perfect I was. I realized too late that he never meant a single word he said. He gave me pain and joy in the shortest time. Never will I forget what he said, ‘I love you. Just say it, and I’m all yours. We’ll last forever, baby. I know it.’ Which just makes me ask, how long does forever last? But I still choose to keep loving him forever.”

— Excerpt from a book I will never write #1359

[excerptsofstories]

“I will not tell you I miss you. You will not hear that from me, no. I will not admit I have been thinking about you, 
not out of resentment towards you, 
but because I am strong and you are in the past. I will not tell others about you, 
since you tell no one of us. I will not explain myself, 
for the ways I chose to distance myself 
from memories of you, 
for sucking others dry 
attempting to hurt you 
but you were too far away 
to be damaged. I will not question why you left, 
you have done me a favor, 
even if it doesn’t feel like one right now. I will not look for an explanation from you, on why you did the things you did, I do not have an interest in justifying your actions.”

— I will persevere and try my best to not live in fear of others wronging me in a similar way you did. (via mimosaleewrites)

[wherewritersblockcomestodie]

“I wonder about him sometimes,” she says. “And not even specifically him, but everything that existed in the beautiful world he brought me into and allowed me to be a part of.” “What do you mean by that?” I ask her. “It just hits me sometimes. I’ll wonder if his dad is still stuck at the job he absolutely despises. How was his brother’s wedding, the one I got an invitation to by mistake? Did his little sister finally stand up to the mean girls at school?” She furrows her eyebrows and looks at me. “Is that wrong? To still wonder about him, even now?” “No,” I say. “I think that’s the purest form of love I’ve ever heard of.”

excerpt from an unfinished book #156 (via wherewritersblockcomestodie)

[stay-yourself-0]

[themotivationjournals]

Finding someone you love and who loves you back is a wonderful, wonderful feeling. But finding a true soul mate is an even better feeling. A soul mate is someone who understands you like no other, loves you like no other, will be there for you forever, no matter what. They say that nothing lasts forever, but I am a firm believer in the fact that for some, love lives on even after we’re gone.

Cecelia Ahern, P.S. I Love You  (via wordsnquotes)

@fortaine

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[wherewritersblockcomestodie]

I’ve been feeling absent lately,” she said. “Like a bystander, watching my own life happen without me. I see it all happening, but I can’t feel it. I look around at everyone – my friends, my family, people who love me – and they’re smiling. They’re feeling it all. And then I look down at myself. Why don’t I feel like they do? Why am I so numb?

excerpt from an unfinished book #157 (via wherewritersblockcomestodie)

[mymessyink]

He looked at me with those big teddy bear eyes, welling with tears, and I almost collapsed right there in the doorway. “I don’t want this.” His voice was soft and raspy from crying all night. “I want you. I don’t know what I want. I don’t have a damn clue what the future holds, whether I really want to teach or whether I want a home in the suburbs. I know I love you. I know I want you.” I was fighting back tears now, trying my hardest not to feel. If I felt the pain, I don’t think I’d recover. “I know that I will always want you by my side.” “Baby,” he sighed. He stroked my face gently and wiped the tears away that I didn’t even realize had slipped out. “Hmmm?” “I love you and want you too.” “So why does this feel like goodbye?” Heat burned the back of my throat from trying to keep the meltdown at bay. “Because it is.”

Excerpt from a book I’ll never write (via mymessyink)

[storyexcerpts]

I knew you’d leave. They all do. When you told me you’re here to stay, I smiled but I knew you’d leave. When you told me you couldn’t go a day without me, I felt the same way but I knew you’d leave. When you told me you loved me, I kissed you but I knew you’d leave. When you told me you can’t do this anymore, I broke down because even when I knew you’d leave, my heart didn’t.

Excerpts of stories I’ll never finish/ @insecuretrainwreck / #170 (via storyexcerpts)

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[wherewritersblockcomestodie]

“I know he loves her now,” she said, “and I’m only a memory that he tries not to visit too often.” She paused, looking so at peace, but in the saddest way possible. “I guess I just hope that he thinks of me from time to time. When he sees a sunset too beautiful for words, or when our favorite artist releases a new song, or when he passes my street. I just hope that sometimes he remembers what it felt like to be nineteen and so in love that it was almost like your heart might burst. I hope that he smells my old perfume and he can’t shake the picture of me running outside of my house, barefoot, to jump into his arms. I just want our love to still be important, you know? I just… I hope it lingers.” “It sounds like a beautiful memory,” I told her. “How could he forget?” She smiled. “Darling, everything fades with time. Even the most vivid of moments — realizing, for the first time, you’re in love, or your first kiss, or even the day it all came crashing down around you — fade as new moments pass. I just hope I was important enough to last a little while longer.”

excerpt from an unfinished book #136 // Thinking of you because Ed Sheeran released a new song (via un-predictible)

[romeoecho-for-re]

In the end, it’s always you. Someone that I miss the most. Doesn’t matter how many guys come to me, it was always you.

@romeoecho-for-re / #4 (via romeoecho-for-re)

[romeoecho-for-re]

I know you miss me when I’m not even there I know you looking for me when I’m not answer I know you always wait for me to come back. Or… Or maybe it’s all was just my imagination. Because I’m the one who misses you when you’re not there. I’m the one who looking for you when you don’t answer. I’m the one who always wait for you to come back. I’m the one who wait for you to want me back. And you never did… Something that I know is: you’ll be alright as long as she’s by your side. It’s okay if it wasn’t me. Cause all you need is her.

broke. // @romeoecho-for-re / #5 (via romeoecho-for-re)

[meandotherme]

Chasing the Night

Friday, 23rd of December 2016

Ground Speed: 808 kph

Altitude: 10364 m

Time: 05:45a.m WIB; 01:45a.m IST

Flight no.: THY57

Seat no.: 43A

This night I woke up from my sleep and looking outside the window. For a second I'm frozen and can’t believe what I see. I get myself flying high between a million stars. And for a moment, I could feel none have weighed on me. I forgot all of my pain. I even forgot how to feel alive and it feels alive and dead in between. But something that I never forget is how I miss all the things that remind me of you. and whenever I try to forget what makes me hurt, the way you comfort me is all that I need. I miss you, I just can’t handle my life without you. I’m sorry. I’m sorry for going back to you once again. I’m sorry for being fool enough to love someone like you. I don’t even know what makes me got so attached to you like this. I just can’t if it’s not you.

In a place you were right now is morning already. And I’m in this plane, traveled through the time to run away from the reality. That I miss you all the time.

[romeoecho-for-re]

Some people want to be happy. Some of them just want to survive. But they can’t. The ache in their heart and head keep rumbling around. Their thought is flying to the memories they’ve made. And their life has been ruined by someone who always on their mind.

what do you want? // @romeoecho-for-re / #3 (via romeoecho-for-re)

[romeoecho-for-re]

Every girl wants a happy ending love story. But they end up in the relationship with the wrong person.

how did we know? // @romeoecho-for-re / #2 (via romeoecho-for-re)

[romeoecho-for-re]

It’s over. And when it happens, you keep asking yourself, “what did I do wrong? Why did he left? Why did he choose her? Do I wasn’t enought for him?” Blaming yourself and asking a million question that you couldn’t answer. You can’t accept the reason why he left, because he left without explanation.

and never come back // @romeoecho-for-re / #1 (via romeoecho-for-re)