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we're not kids anymore.
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Watch me bloom
Now that you’re finally gone, I’m in so many pieces that Im afraid won’t find them all.
But i will, even if I have to search my whole life and make new ones.
Until you change your thinking, you’ll keep recycling your experiences.
Dr. Nicole Addison
After all these years, enough is enough
Enough of the lies
Enough of the manipulation
Enough of the tormenting
Enough of the taunting
Enough of the cheating
Enough of the abusing
Enough of the sleepless nights
Enough of the hours of crying
Enough of the of the holding onto false hope
Enough of the breadcrumbing
Enough of falling for the future planning
Enough of the gaslighting
Enough of being stuck in purgatory
After all these years, enough is finally enough
As time continues to pass, my heart works diligently at healing in the back ground of my day to day.
I still think about you from time to time, but I don’t feel you anymore. Thoughts pass by as if they’re a bus I’m not meant to catch.
My nerves are settling, my new life sinking in. I like it better this way. I like me this way.
Just because you carry it well, doesn’t mean it isn’t heavy.
Willy Pogany (American, 1882–1955) - Hand to the Stars