#emotionalthoughts

[words0fthoughts]

I just can’t replace you!!!

I can’t replace you.

I tried.

I tried to be in the arms of others. But I feel the absence of the warmth. I feel the absence of your fragrance.

I can’t replace you.

Although, you’ve replaced me. You ignored me.

I tried.

I tried to ignore you. To ignore that you were in my past. But how to ignore you, when it comes to thoughts. I wish, someone could teach me.

I can’t replace you.

I tried.

I tried to kiss other. I felt it’s dry. I felt it as thorns. I said I am sorry I can’t.

I can’t replace you.

I tried.

Although, I think you’ve moved on.

I tried to move on. When you’re are in my thoughts, heart, inside my body, how can I move on.

I tried.

I tried.

I tried.

I am tired.

I am tired.

I am tired.

And all I came to know is I can’t replace you.

- Rumi

[mistywhisperss]

"Waiting is hard sometimes… and it hurts even more to keep waiting."

[d0ntscre4matm3]

It's so weird now that I don't want my loved ones to care about my problem, and just be the funny childish me that they know and love. After puberty hit, i used to at least show what's going on with me mentally, but now I'm going through shit "on and off" and i always think that it's not important for them to know anymore.odk just a thought

[what-is-life21]

karmic goodbye

Its like the more I try to avoid my thoughts of you, the unhappier I am. Without your existence in my head, it feels as if the vibrance of life itself has been dialed back a million notches. As if the act of actually letting you go is the most painful part. Its not even saying a physical goodbye, its saying goodbye to the hope that I kept that you would actually consider me being a part of your life. Its letting go, knowing there will be no closure. It is letting go, no matter how much I want to hang on for a little longer. The saddest part is acknowledging that you wouldn’t move the same mountains that I would move for you, no matter how much I wish you just would.

[lilystargriffin]

Nervousy

You know that feeling you get when you fall in love or you find out that your gonna have a child with special person well this feeling I'm feeling is kinda like that because I finally found the tools and the support system to help me fix myself and I do have dysphoria of my own gender I feel like I don't belong but I want to fix that to where I feel so much better now I have the friends family and tools to fix it all I am feeling overwhelmed with all the emotions that are gonna hit me like devastator demolishing a pyrmaid but I am asking for all the help from everyone in my circle to please be patient and try to help me get these new feeling under control normally I try to fight it but I am asking because I know this is gonna be hard for me😢 you know there is a certain person who can relate what I am going and gone thru hell with all the bullshit that has happened to me

[my-deepest-and-darkest-thoughts]

Cold

I hide my true emotions, because I always get hurt when I do open up...

[bigrube]

#Reflectionsonlife yesterday would've been my first #bestfriend and #cousin Brahim 44th #bornday he was #murdered in #1994 it took a toll out of me like any #loveone would and yesterday I #buried on of my #grandmothers #rip to both of you.... ❤️❤️❤️ #emotionalthoughts #outloud 😥 (at Philadelphia, Pennsylvania)

[donwestjr]

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"Dear Pop Pop, until we speak again...." Life is a series of peaks and valleys. Our family traverses one of these valleys as we celebrate the life and mourn the loss of our patriarch Robert Elmer Holmes. He spent 87 years on this 🌎 sharing smiles, kindness, and sage wisdom all the way through his journey. His wisdom and direction helped facilitate and mold my interests in Legacy & Legacy Planning. Pop Pop's place will be empty at the family table, but his influence and memory will thrive in the minds and hearts of his daughters, grandchildren, great-grand children and the scores of generations yet to come. #CircleOfLife #Grandfather #Maternal #LastGrandparent #PopPop #Emotional #EmotionalThoughts #Loss #Grief