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Goodbye To 2016, And Goodbye To You

By: Lauren Jarvis Gibson I’m not waiting any longer. I am done wasting my precious time with thoughts of you, with thoughts that you will ever change your mind and with thoughts that you are worth it.

Because the truth is, you aren’t worth it anymore.

You are not worth another damn thought in my mind. You are not worth another lonely night where I drink too much wine and think about drunk texting you. You are not worth another night of me thinking that my bed is too big for just me and you are not worth another daydream.

It’s funny, because I’m over you. No, really. I know we weren’t meant to be. I know we will never be together again. I know you aren’t the right person for me, and you aren’t my forever.

But just because you are over someone, doesn’t mean you won’t ever think about them. And just because you are over someone, doesn’t mean you won’t ever dream about what could’ve been. And just because you are over someone, doesn’t mean you won’t ever miss them.

But as 2016 comes to an end, so will my lovely thoughts about you and me. And as 2016 comes to a close, so will my hopes of us ever becoming something. And as 2016 comes to an end, you and I will end too.

This is my goodbye to you. This is me letting go of the dream I have held so close to my heart for so long. This is my last letter to you, my last curtain call and my last poem telling strangers about how you loved me.

I’m done thinking about you. I’m done filling my head with silly scenarios of the next time I will see you again. I’m done thinking of what we used to be, and of what I used to have.

I’m done spending so much time in my past, when I have so much more to look forward to.

2017 will be the year you leave. The year you disappear in my sea of thoughts. The year you become someone that I used to love instead of someone that I do love. 2017 is the year that I will officially move forward with my life, instead of being stuck like glue to memories of you.

As I say a goodbye to 2016, I will say goodbye to you too. You, the man who changed my life. You, the man who changed my heart. You, the man who showed me how to love.

Now, I’ll change my life for myself. I’ll love myself greater than you ever had the heart to. And I’ll move forward on my own, without you haunting my every move.

When We Meet Again

By Jo Angeles

I imagine meeting you again in a different time, where the wounds are all healed and the scars are too. I imagine meeting you in the most unexpected of places, in the least expected time because that is how it must go. I’ll be standing in front of you like I’m seeing you for the first time, and you’ll stare at me like a newly met stranger – no past, no present, both unknown to each other.

I’ll smile at you in recognition and you’ll give me a nod – an indication that somehow, you still remember the girl you used to hold in your arms. Suddenly all the memories will seem to come back in blurred details. How I laughed while you danced silly in front of me. How you kissed my eyes and nose and lips and forehead and suddenly, all in the world wass better. How I came to your door that night and how I cried in your arms one last time. One last time. Maybe God fated us to meet again, one last time. May it be for the closure that never was, or for a proper goodbye, but never for a second chance. But still, I’ll thank God for bringing you right there and then. I imagine keeping a comfortable distance in between us because anything going beyond the line will go past of what should be. “Hey,” you will say to me. I will remember your voice – the one that sang me songs and lulled me to sleep every night. It was your very spell, your very charm, that once had me weak on my knees and sent butterflies in my stomach and stars dancing through my head. “Nice to meet you,” I’ll say, wanting to whisper ‘again,’ and offering my hand to you. Not the best greeting I could offer after not hearing from each other for so long, but that will have to do. Your hand will meet mine and you’ll give it a light squeeze and perhaps I will remember every detail of your hand, that hand I loved so much before. The hand that I once prayed to God to never leave mine – until it did. Awkwardness is what my friends would call it if they saw us, but for us, it will be familiarity of something once shared. The feeling of finding something that used to be yours, forever belonging to one another. Someday, somehow, it’s going to make sense why I will stand right there in front of you and not beside you. Why the ring on my left finger was given by someone else who is not you. Why there is only you and me, and no longer an us. Someday, I imagine seeing you again, happy in another girl’s arms, while I run back to one who loves me the way you didn’t. And someday it’s going make sense. Someday we will both get the love we never had from each opther, the love that we both deserve. Someday, I’ll meet you again, in a different time when all is forgiven and forgotten. When the love lost is found again in someone else’s arms. Someday I’ll meet you in the most unexpected of places in the least expected time because that is how it must go. And that will answer why we let each other go.

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Fall inlove with someone who doesn’t make you think that love is hard.

Life sucks and then you die. 😏🔫#migraine 🤐😈

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I hope that you end up with someone who loves you back. I don’t mean someone who likes your figure or the cool new shoes you’ve bought this month. I hope you find someone who’s genuinely interested in you. Someone who wants to know what your favorite songs are. I don’t mean the songs that you’ll listen to with a crowd of people at a bonfire but the songs you listen to when you’re driving alone or falling asleep at night. Someone who wants to know what your favorite books are and will take the time to read them because they want to see what intrigues your mind. Someone who wants to know about your favorite childhood memory and your favorite hiding place as an adult. Someone who wants to work out with you and eat a tub of Nutella with you on a Friday night. Someone who uses words like charming, stunning, delightful, lovely, graceful, lovely, dazzling, radiant, and dashing instead of cute, beautiful, and pretty. Someone who wants to read every term paper you’ve aced and every journal entry you’ve posted on your blog. Someone who wants to find all the imperfections on your olive skin and wants to love every blemish and scar they find. Someone who knows your favorite quotes by heart. Someone who wants to know if you prefer almond milk or fat free milk. Someone who wants to learn about your past but more so about your future. I hope you find that someone who wants to know every detail about you. I hope you find them and you end up with them forever.

Make me believe in love again.

To the one I’ll end up with,

Love is not easy. It never will be. So I hope that you can find your love for me in your heart, for when the time comes that your mind couldn’t process your love for me, I know that your heart will.

Love is just not about happiness. It is also about sacrifice, compromise, and a lot of other unpleasant things. So let’s make a very firm foundation of love, trust, and respect so that when the going gets tough, we will give it a good fight.

I hope that you won’t give up on me. I do not wake up at the right side of the bed all the time. Believe me, I have mood swings and it will drive you crazy. The good side that you see often is only half of who I am. I hope that you’d stay when you get to see the other half of me and believe me, it is not pleasant at all. I hope that you’d understand my insecurities and assure me that you are mine. I tend to get jealous; not that I don’t trust you, it’s just that I am afraid to lose you, I am afraid of losing someone that I love, I am afraid of getting hurt. I am afraid of a lot of things and I hope you’d banish that fear. I cannot say all of the bad things about me, I guess, it is for you to find out and I hope that when you do, you’d still think that I am worth the stay.

Make me believe, please. Understand that someone broke my heart into tiny pieces and although I took my time putting myself all together, the scar will be there. Mend that scar. Make me believe in love again because, honestly, right now, I don’t. Make me believe in love, make me want to love all over again. Make me believe that we could last a lifetime, because someone fucked up the meaning of “forever” for me. Give me a reason to wake up and look forward to each day, because right now, I don’t even know why I need to wake up anymore.

I loved someone so much and I thought that person is my greatest love. Surpass that. Be the one who is even greater than the greatest love that I had.

I hope that when God lets you in my life, I am ready. I want you to come at the right time because I don’t want to give you the burden of healing me. Trust me, I am trying to heal myself right now and I am not just trying, I am trying very hard.

And if ever you are meant for me, I hope you are meant to stay. I am already in the stage of life where all I want is something serious and something that would last.

And if ever you turn out to be the person who shattered my heart into pieces, my greatest love, I hope this time you already know my worth. I hope this time you are meant to stay.

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