i am no longer your moon

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@morecherrys
i am no longer your moon
being in your 20’s is like “if I can just get through this week I’ll be ok” but every fucking week
"now, i understand what love is"
i’m trying so damn hard to get over you. you told me to let you go and i don’t think you understand just how fucking hard that is for me.
you fucking broke my heart. do you get you that? youve done it over and over and over again. nothing ever fucking changes with you. you never choose me.
does it bother you that we barely talk anymore?
where did it all go wrong? when did we lose each other? when did you stop loving me?
one day you’ll realize you’ve actually lost me this time. when that happens i’ll be gone. i’ll finally be the girl who doesn’t love you anymore.
is this all my fault?
i’m sorry.
please love me back.
8 messages i can’t send you// 4am
“Looking back, I can pinpoint the exact moment my life would change forever. One day, one bad decision, and everything went up in flames. From the outside looking in, everything is fine. I am fine. But when you are the one who is sat in these four walls that harbour my mind, you slowly understand that everything is far from being fine. It was one bad decision at first and then slowly they just all piled up in front of me. It was you and you - you both know who you are. And then there was another - you know who you are as well. Three people. Three different stories. One link. Me. One broke me. The other saved then ruined me. The last one destroyed what was left of me. I am, today, merely ashes of my past and some memories of who I used to be when my world hadn’t collapsed yet. In my worst moments I think of all of you. I curse you and I damn you for what you have done. One of you didn’t know better. But two of you should have known better than to put their filthy old hands on me. Secrets. Lies. Families. Trust. Love. Lust. Heartbreak. The order in which it all happened. Left is but a name, a date, a feeling. So nostalgic it breaks me over and over again. Where are you now? Where have you gone when the time came for you to look at your final masterpiece? Can you still live with yourself? If yes, what is it like? Do you remember me? Do you see my silhouette when the lights go out? Does it break you? Does it hurt? I’ll never know. I hope it does. I hope you burn just like I do, My ‘saviour’.”
— e.s. // ghosts from my past.
i’m just constantly thinking about you and i wish you were thinking of me too. i wonder if i ever cross your mind late at night or early in the morning or when you’re around other people or even alone. i don’t know why or how but i think i fell a little too hard for you.
c / days are longer without you
Maybe I loved you immediately after we talked for the first time. Maybe I fell too hard like a meteorite but tried to silence the screams of the heart I thought was dead. I don't know. If you ask me when exactly did I fall in love with you, I have no answer. It just happened. Maybe love is supposed to come like a thief in the middle of the night, take your heart and sanity away while you're sleeping.
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Maybe I fell in love with you that afternoon when it rained so hard, we shared an umbrella that could hardly cover us so we ended up completely drenched. It can also be during that Thursday night when we stopped at 8th Avenue Coffee after enduring a boring lecture. I remember how we started talking about everything while missing the whole point of casting each other gazes that were more intent than necessary. You talked about your lost love and all the reasons why people has to leave. You told me the essence of forgiveness and letting go. I wrote you a poem that night. Each line, a poignant expression of everything I was dying to say to you in person but refused to materialize in my breath when we talk. I promised myself the piece of inked emotions will reach your door somehow. It reached your inbox at dawn. Maybe it was when you called me to say how much you loved it that I let my caged heart fly in frenzy. I am not quite sure.
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It can also be when you declared we're going to be the "weird friends" at school that my sleeping heart stirred for the first time in a hundred years. Or that night when we took the luxury of time to explore the city in your motorcycle in the midst of cold drizzles. You told me it was the craziest thing you ever did in your life. We stopped at McDonald's for fries and a deadly dose of coffee. Maybe it was when you said if I were a religion, you're willing to convert right away that the fortress I built around me began to crack. I wish I know exactly when I started losing my head over you. But I don't.
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So I play with the double edged sword that is maybe.
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Maybe. A word for a room of possibilities. None of which could expunge the myriads of regret that are now hammering inside my head. Maybe I took it too far. I had you in arms length. If I just told you I love you right then and there instead of trying to determine the exact time when I caught this love bug, you could've been mine. However my love, I concerned myself too much with time that I failed to notice you're drifting away from me.
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So maybe I lost you because I was too particular with time. Or maybe not.
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-Time, love, and countless maybe's,
Katie, 24:00
THE GIRL IN THE GYM (a diary)
today, i saw a girl with an attractive body figure. She had this pretty innocent face, pinkish skin and a cute eyes like a korean. For my surprise i found out that we have the same trainor, my friends are really friendly to talk with her, get a smile from and joke around with her, she even introduce herself with them except me. I was only looking at her when shes not looking at me then i avoided her gazes with me , i'm not rude tho i'm just shy for her for i dont know why? because i promise to myself after our break up of my attractive girlfriend i should avoid all beautiful and attractive ladies to come my way lol but this one is different, i assume she wants to be friend with, talk to me like my friends do and even i catched her stealing a stare to me and obviously we are awkward with each other when our training is on going... i admit , i am interested with her but i'm trying to never mind it.
to be continue..
To Fall For a Human
We were dining as if the end of the world was near. We danced until the night sky appeared, and we laughed until our lungs could no longer handle it. I looked at you, as you cluelessly followed me, and I found myself entranced by your innocence. My dear, the world is dangerous for you here, but I’d like it if you let me keep you a little while longer.
Won’t you let me?
“Sometimes you make choices in life and sometimes choices make you.”
— Gayle Forman, If I Stay (via the-book-diaries)
“Don’t you know better? Hearts are breakable. And I think even when you heal, you’re never what you were before.”
— Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels (via books-n-quotes)
“The human heart refuses To believe in a universe without a purpose.”
— Immanuel Kant (via philosophyquotes)
halsey - strangers
"when they talk about how success change their lives and you just sit there and think how mess you are"
well somethings gotta give