Thinking of you is like that game you lose every time you think about it. I can’t stop losing.
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Thinking of you is like that game you lose every time you think about it. I can’t stop losing.
went to a heartbreak museum yesterday and this was one of the poems in it.
credit to abrocchi
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Everything you’ve done in our relationship and after has shown me what a shitty person you are. You said you didn’t want to hurt me but everything you’ve done has proved otherwise. I don’t think we can ever be friends again.
heartbreak
I remember the first time we held hands in the club — it was like a scene out of a movie where the world slowed down and it was just you and me. I remember when we sat on the slides of that playground and you told me things you could barely admit to yourself. I remember how we began.
I remember the last time we kissed in your car — I was so oblivious. I remember how you said the worst string of words I have ever heard and I wish you could take them back. I remember how we ended.
feelings
i’ve been feeling a lot lately. a lot of past feelings coming back that i thought were gone for a brief moment. i guess they never really went away though. they seem just as strong as the day it happened.