(it's a gradual process)
Keni

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@sad-and-broken
(it's a gradual process)
Lost in this world
How did I end up here
A path so well laid out
Now broken in front of me
What should have been is no more
And what’s to come is so unclear
— K.P.
I don't know how many times I survived myself without telling anyone.
-V. J.
My toes dangle at the edge of sanity as tears crash upon them.
My shell of a body is calm, my insides are being shredded.
I know I’m alive because not even death could be this agonizing.
Can a torn soul be healed?
Never thought I’d feel this way again.
That my heart would want another.
The scars you left always held me back.
For fear the words you spoke were true.
But now I see how wrong you were.
My heart is being healed by another.
Someone who loves every broken piece of me.
The pieces that make me, me...
-K.P.
“I was patient and gave you time, but now I see you used that time to get over me...”
-K.P.
You and Me
A love that can never be...
K.P.
learning to unlearn you is quite a process
i have to actually stop myself from thinking of you too much i have to control the urge to text you all the time i have to stop looking at your facebook account hoping for something for me or just about anything i have to stop trying to come up with topics to keep the conversation flowing through the night i have to stop telling strangers about you i have to stop writing about you i have to stop writing
i can’t stop writing i can’t stop writing about you
You have no idea what kills me at 2am while you were soundly asleep.
— The Memories
Fun fact: I also exist when ur not bored, lonely, or horny
I’m tired of feeling like I committed some sort of crime by falling for you. I’m tired of justifying my feelings. It just happened. And trust me, there’s nothing I want more than to not be in this situation because I know you’ll never feel the same way. I know how unwelcome I am your life. I’m aware that you don’t want me. But maybe I don’t owe an explanation to you or to myself. I feel the way I feel, I like you. I just fucking do.