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“That’s just the thing, I know I’ll eventually get over you. But that’s not what breaks my heart, it’s the thought of how many long months of agony I know I’ll have to go through to forget every precious moment between us,”

14:52 - I know it ends, but it’s how long it takes, isn’t it? (moondustanddreams)

ramoray79

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doesthesadnessend

And I don’t think I would be able to handle it if you just simply fell out of love with me. That would be my breaking point. If out of nowhere you just decided that you didn’t love me anymore. That I suddenly wasn’t good enough. I think I could handle if you fell in love with someone else because then at least I would have known I meant something. I mean if that happened she would have obviously meant more but at least then there would have been a reason you left. But you just left me with no reasoning at all. And all I can do is wonder where I went wrong.

jabatill

I need this.

I don't want it. Don't want to believe it. In fact, don't believe it yet.

But, I need this.

wordsbyblaise

i’ve been thinking about you so much lately, but you probably no longer care.

—to the one i still love dearly.

hopless-romantics-diary

maybe you weren’t suppose to be in my life forever, and that’s okay. i just wished i cherished you a little longer.

sa-dnesss

wishing-for-deathx

I’m so in love but all alone in it.

Just because he won’t love you doesn’t mean that you can stop

screamingreflection

I thought you showed me love.

The way you kissed me. The way you held me. The way you looked at me. The way you told me I'm pretty. The way you would hold me close when we were about to fall asleep.

I thought you showed me love.

But then you turned your back. All of a sudden, without a warning. As if all our moments never even happened. As if I made it all up in my head.

I know I will get over it eventually, but at moments like these when the sky gets dark and the atmosphere gets cold, it hurts. And I see your face.

I see two versions. The one I see now: not even looking at me and if you do make contact, I'm just a person to you. And I see the face I knew back then: staring at me with something I thought I could call adoration.

And when those two faces overlap and the one I see now remains, I'm filled with emptiness and sadness, with a flicker of anger.

I know I will get over it. But it hurts.

And that's okay.

- It's 1:25 AM and I still miss you

hopless-romantics-diary

i hope he knows how many chances i gave him.

wishing-for-deathx

You don’t want to talk to me anymore. My phone screen lights up and it’s never you. You aren’t excited to see me anymore. I’m trying to get used to the fact that it will never be the same again.

But that tiny ray of hope of the old you coming back, makes it impossible.

writingplayingliving

“And although I love you

So deeply and so desperately

And although I cannot stop myself

from clinging to the thought of you loving me too,

a part of me wants to run

wants to hold my middle finger up

and curse the day you were born

And leave you

Far behind.”

wishing-for-deathx

I might have ended it, but he left me first. He might not have used his words, his actions were enough. I had to leave. It was a matter of self respect.

But I really didn’t wanna leave, I was forced to.