“There are more things likely to frighten us than there are to crush us; we suffer more often in imagination than in reality .” Seneca
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“There are more things likely to frighten us than there are to crush us; we suffer more often in imagination than in reality .” Seneca
If we asked out of all the things in this universe which one, if altered in a random way, would remain unchanged, the answer is a random sequence. A random sequence changed in a random way remains random. A mess remains a mess. Heinz Pagels
It’s been four years since the last time I saw her in real, yet not a single day has passed where I truly forgot her. Maybe she moved on long ago, maybe without ever giving a proper closure to whatever existed between us… but somewhere deep inside, I am still stuck between memories and hope. I still hope that one day she might come back into my life, even though I know fate may have written a different ending for us. And honestly, I only wish the best for her — wherever she is, I hope she is happy, safe, and doing well in life. Some people leave, but their presence never really fades away. Maybe we were never meant to end up together, but the love I had for her was real, pure, and once-in-a-lifetime. And no matter how much time passes, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to love someone the way I loved her. :)
Dear stranger, you may heal soon.
Sometimes it's the little things that bring that special someone back to us in some small way.
A person can look perfectly fine outside while secretly fighting sadness fear and loneliness every single day inside.
The worst kind of pain is when your heart still waits for someone your mind already knows is gone forever.
Sometimes people become distant not because they stopped caring but because life silently exhausted their heart and emotions completely.
The worst kind of pain is when your heart still waits for someone your mind already knows is gone forever.
Some souls carry storms inside them while still trying to become sunshine for everyone around them every day.
Time teaches painful lessons but those lessons quietly make a person wiser stronger and emotionally deeper than before.
The saddest feeling is when you care deeply for someone who slowly starts treating you like you never mattered.
A lonely heart does not always want attention sometimes it only wants someone who truly understands its silence.
Some nights are not about sleeping they are about thinking too much feeling too much and missing someone deeply.
Life changes people slowly until one day they no longer recognize the person they used to be before pain.
Silence becomes dangerous when a person has too many feelings in their heart but nobody to share them with.