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shitty feelings that everyone can relate to

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I thought of you, more than I should, and I always wish that I can hold you, kiss you, touch you, even if I knew I never could.

I can’t. 

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I knew I would have to let him go someday. I knew he wasn’t meant for me. I knew he was meant for great things.” my voice cracks. “but somehow, even if I knew, I still kept telling myself that maybe, maybe I don’t actually know it. maybe, he might be meant for me. maybe, I wouldn’t have to let him go.” I suck a deep breath as I feel tears brimming in my eyes. “maybe, just maybe, I was hoping that I could be wrong.

i wasn’t wrong. 

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You live as a regret in my head, but as a lesson in my heart.

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i knew it was over when giving you another chance ached more than it did to leave.

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I’ve never broken a bone in my body, until the day came where you decided to stop loving me.

you hurt me.

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I can’t be just friends with you. I’d fall in love with you again, and my heart can’t afford that pain.

i can’t do it again.

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But not all endings happen with waving hands and the loudest of goodbyes, because sometimes endings were made of teary eyes and the saddest of smiles.

it’s hard to say goodbye.

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For once, I just want to sit with silence and think about nothing at all.

please be silent.

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Yet loving you felt like having the clearest vision— after long years of living with blurry ones.

I can’t see anymore.

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please don't make me say goodbye.

I don’t want to, but I know I have to.

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someone is going to look at me like I'm their entire universe and i hope you watch with regret filled in your heart, wondering why you ever decided that i was not worth being loved by you, or by anyone.

you should’ve loved me when you had the chance. 

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theres that occasional night where you just break down and cry because you know that no matter what, things will never be the same again

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its just…i miss him dude. i really miss him. the thing is, even if you begged me to forget him, a little part of me could never, that boy has me wrapped around his finger and he knows that. he knows that no matter how long he stops talking to me, i’ll always come back to him the minute he says “hi.” we’ll talk for a while. see each other once or twice, and i’ll fall for him all over again. then, when he decides he’s bored of me, when he decides he’s had enough, he’ll disappear, he’ll disappear and we won’t talk for weeks, months, maybe even years and you know what the worst part is? I’ll go back to missing him everyday of my miserable life.

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and why would i trust you again?

tell me why?

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He asked me why I hate him. Truth is, I don’t hate him. I never have. But I’d rather have him think that I hate him than tell him the truth. Because you see, I’m trying to move on. I’m trying to leave everything behind. And I’ve forgiven him, I really have. But talking to him reminds me of everything that I’m trying to let go of. Our memories. Our conversations. Our bond. And talking to him now is nothing like before. There is no bond. There is no relationship. There is no interest. We’re just two people, who are so used to each other, that they just can’t seem to let go. So, I don’t hate him. It’s the complete opposite actually. I love him. so much. All I want for him is to be happy. Genuinely happy. and I know that letting him go will accomplish that for him

i don’t really hate you.

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The worst thing about heartbreak is when you meet somebody else but you’re almost afraid to get over the person who you were last with because you don’t know who you are when you aren’t loving them

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I can’t be around you without remembering. Anything, everything. You can’t say my name without me remembering the way you used to whisper it when we were doing things we shouldn’t have done. I can’t walk around the places we used to go because I see you in all of them. I can’t smell the food we used to eat together without hearing all the things you said to me that made me laugh. Believe me, I would forget if I were able to. I would never change what we did, I just wish that you hadn’t left the kind of scars that never heal on me. I wish that I could remember only the happy things. I wish I could remember the way you said my name, the way you touched me, the places we went, the things you said without remembering how you ruined me. Of course I want to remember you, I just don’t want to remember the way you made me feel like I was dead inside. I want to remember all the things about us that made me happy, and none of the things that destroyed me