I think I’m finally done torturing myself over someone who doesn’t have any care or regard for me anymore.

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I think I’m finally done torturing myself over someone who doesn’t have any care or regard for me anymore.
I am alone in my grief.
on missing you
Taylor Swift All Too Well Ten Minute Version / ? / painting by Edward Hopper / Ranata Suzuki / the rest unknown, gathered from Pinterest
I wish we lived in the same emotional reality.
Merry Christmas, you. I can’t help but think of you today. Wondering where you are, what you’re doing, if you’re having fun. It’s taking all of my strength not to reach out and wish you well. It goes against my nature, my heart. But I’m trying really hard to protect my heart and my worth above all. You don’t value me anymore and that’s a hard thing to reconcile.
And so I will let the day pass without speaking to you, without stoking the tiny flame that still rests inside me, hidden away. I’ll let it pass and you won’t reach out and it will be one more nail in the coffin. It will hurt, but it is necessary.
So I’ll just tell you Merry Christmas here, send it into the ether and hope it finds its way to you, in some small way.
I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved.