[openedjournal]

“i hold onto you like it’s the last thing i have. but you are cold, like ice, and i, with warm hands feel you melt away through my fingertips.”

i can feel you slip away // @openedjournal

[openedjournal]

“you are the bow and arrow i don’t want to let go. i keep pulling you closer to me knowing that i’ll have to let you go. everyday im gripping onto you and pulling you back further and further. although, i don’t know if im pulling hard so when i let go, you stay far away from me, or trying to pull it hard enough to break the string so you can stay.”

tell me whats best for the both of us // @openedjournal

[openedjournal]

“you were the poster child for every boy i have ever loved, you had everything i was looking for. you were an inch away from perfection. but maybe perfect isnt what i should be looking for.”

@openedjournal

[openedjournal]

“love isnt just a four letter word, sometimes its a tall figure with dark hair and light eyes”

@openedjournal

[openedjournal]

“when you left me you left the door open, didnt shut it, no closure.”

how are we just going to end it like this? // @openedjournal

[openedjournal]

“there’s still something inside of me telling me that we could still work out.”

hopefully this is true // @openedjournal

[openedjournal]

“falling in love with you was exactly like re-living the same day over and over again. i always knew what was going to happen in the end, but i just kept going along with it.”

[new-poets-society]

i should’ve told you the first time

“winter; a season that brought in many mixed feelings, it reminded her so much of him. winter was such an extreme change from fall, winter came in heavy. didn’t care about his cold tips with every single touch killing off another beautiful part of her. she was too afraid to love him. he only brought in sharp cold winds just as when you told her you didn’t love her anymore how sharp pains went down her throat as she asked herself what she did wrong, as sharp as the nails she used to board up the window she opened for him labeled ‘trust’, and as sharp as the knife he left in her back. but there was something different about him. she only saw the beauty in him. every single snowflake he placed on her skin gave her chills, but also gave her hope that he would stay. but she then realised that seasons do change and he left. every single piece of him melted away, leaving her wondering if he’d ever come back. she eventually learned that he does, but it was never the same.”

[openedjournal]

“you. you were my first ever regret. and i am not one to take regrets lightly. i have done so much wrong in my past, that even if i had a time machine to go back to right my wrongs i would not, because those mistakes are what have shaped me into the woman i am today. but you, you were not worth any of my time. you used your words, manipulated me into falling for your sweet sweet lies, and left. and no, i wasn’t expecting you to stay, but i also wasn’t expecting you to leave me in the dust. the day you left, you packed your bags but left our memories behind. now i’m here, left with all our memories sitting in an old shoebox and you’re there slowly losing sight of what we were. and honest to god if i could go back to the day we first met, i would have just stayed home.

i only have one regret. // @openedjournal

[openedjournal]

“you were not my ‘right person, wrong timing’ because if you were the right person, there would be no excuses.”

i need to stop making excuses // @openedjournal

[openedjournal]

“i don’t understand how i can miss your presence if we’ve only locked eyes once. but within those three seconds, which felt like three years, i saw everything we could have and should have been.”

@openedjournal

[openedjournal]

“i want to tell more people about the story of us. the only difference is, in your book, our story is finished. in mine, our story is an unfinished mess waiting to recieve closure.”

i dont want our story to end // @openedjournal

[anancientheart]

ok universe, i’m ready to feel good things. make me feel good things.

[anancientheart]

whenever i post this it works  reblog if u want to feel good things & the universe will bring u something sweet 

[openedjournal]

“i can’t think of anything else but your dark eyes.”

ten word story // @openedjournal

[openedjournal]

“i really want to talk to you again but im afraid. afraid that you won’t want to talk to me, afraid that you will walk out of my life again and most importantly, i’m terrified that i’ll fall in love again. and that was what ended us in the first place.”

a letter to my almost iii // @openedjournal

[openedjournal]

“why are you finding love in other people? love yourself first.”

1am questions // @openedjournal

[openedjournal]

“i remember every single conversation we have ever had, and you probably don’t even remember what my smile looked like. it’s okay, because after we stopped talking, i forgot what mine looked like too.”

memories // @openedjournal