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[catarinehancock]

to those of you healing a broken heart for the very first time: 1. the world is not ending. it will keep spinning. you will keep breathing. the flowers will continue to bloom. you will bloom, too. 2. it is okay to be angry. it is okay to want to scream your throat raw. scream at them, if they deserve it. but do not ever try to hurt them as they hurt you. revenge is never what you need. it will not heal you, it will infect you. 3. sometimes, love just dies. there isn’t always another lover or an obstacle to large to overcome. sometimes, it just dies. and it doesn’t make it any less sad, but it will, in hindsight, make a lot more sense. 4. when you miss them, let yourself, but give yourself a lifeline. something to keep you from falling back into them. delete their number. block them everywhere. miss the love you had, but remember it is no longer here. do not try to find it. you will just find a grave. 5. the world is not ending. it will keep spinning. everything will keep growing, and you? you will keep breathing, and you will, one day, be just fine.

c.h. // instagram: @evanescent.love (via @catarinehancock)

[catarinehancock]

here lies all the sentences cut short by my indecisiveness all the periods stapled on after words that weren't meant to be the finish i run my hands through frostbitten soil  and scrape my palms on headstones where the bloodiest poems of mine are buried-- funny how each one is engraved with your name and i will not apologize for writing about you just like you will never apologize for making me not because you aren't sorry but because you don't realize that it's your fault i didn't ask to be a poet although it is my fault that i've let it ruin my life i wish i could stifle the urge to bleed onto pages i wish i didn't have to bury every sweet song  you had ever whispered in my ear is this a love poem or an apology letter? i can't tell the difference between them anymore-- mostly because i love you, but i'm sorry for it.

gravedigger -c.h. // instagram: @evanescent.love (via @poeticaffinity)