#past lovers

[tanyasthoughts]

pomegranates. the ocean. deception.

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[karlitaaswayy]

It’s been 5-6 years.

I remember you picked everybody but me.

You always said I broke your heart, but the truth is, I was scared. I loved you more than I ever knew how to explain.

We met in high school, we lived in the same neighborhoods. We spent countless days and nights hanging out, partying drinking, dancing, crying, laughing, living, dating, experiencing life. Even when we were thousands of miles apart via ft. On the phone for hours, sleep overs. Being in PR together..

I just didn’t know how to tell you I couldn’t make you my gf... Be official. A thing. Idk I like men the idea of a man… So I convinced myself that being your best friend was enough. To me, having you in my life meant everything.

But we were never “just” best friends.

We acted like more than just best friends. Damn near a couple just without the sex. I just didn’t wanna cross something. Something I could never undo.

We loved each other in a way that blurred every line except one.

Then life happened.

I introduced you to people because I wanted you in my world. We went to Miami. You picked Miami, MY mom‘s cousin over me. Chose staying in Miami over coming back with me.

When I introduced you to the guy from Orlando you started fucking him behind my back. You couldn’t even talk to me ABOUT IT and be honest about it knowing I was charging that man for money to just hang out/content, stupid shit.

When Joshua died, I was falling apart. I needed my best friend more than ever, my lover girl. Instead I felt abandoned. Started being weird with Justin. Then later, you disappeared into a new relationship, started your own family, and it felt like I lost somebody else too.

While I was grieving.

You were gone.

I was dying on the inside when that man was taken from this earth. And you chose everything but peace. So yeah I never fucked you. I never made it official in a sense.. Neither of us knew how to love each other the way we needed.

I treated you like you were my woman, I loved you.

I had your back. I knew you. I accepted you. I loved you so fucking much and you knew that. I appreciated you. I saw you. I enjoyed you, all of you…

So yeah I broke your heart, but you broke mines too.

I hope you’re well.

I suffered, I grew, I survived, I cried, I learned, I adapted and most importantly, I fell in love with myself.

I miss you & will always love you unconditionally my sweet girl. Find me when you’re ready.

- Not a saint, your beloved Karla

[twinnflowrr]

please don’t make me feel like i’m asking for too much when all i’m asking for is reassurance

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👌🏾✨

[nachakka]

You were my cream color.

For me, that color represents the mixture of everything I love and everything I hate, but also the light brought forth by total darkness.

I was in the dark, and I let you light me up, just a little.

And when I began to shine, you didn't want to be in my light, but I would have given anything for you to let me light you up, rather than become the shadow of a light that was too bright.

I loved talking with you, but I hated the days that passed without you.

You were healing me, but I found myself hoping it would never end.

Your words of encouragement were my comfort, and everything you didn't tell me was my Achilles' heel.

And I realized it too late.

Tell me,

if I had told you that you were my cream color,

would you still have fallen in love with her?

(French version)

Tu étais ma couleur crème

Pour moi, cette couleur représente le mélange de tout ce que j'aime et de tout ce que je déteste, mais aussi la lumière mise en avant par l'obscurité totale.

J'étais dans le noir et je t'ai laissé m'éclairer, juste un peu.

Et quand j'ai commencé à briller, tu ne voulais pas être dans ma lumière, mais j'aurais tout donné pour que tu me laisses t'éclairer, plutôt que de devenir l'ombre d'une trop grande lumière.

J'aimais parler avec toi, mais je détestais les jours passés sans toi.

Tu étais en train de me guérir, mais je me suis prise à espérer que cela ne s'arrête jamais.

Tes mots d'encouragement étaient mon réconfort, et tout ce que tu ne me disais pas était mon talon d'Achille.

Et je l'ai réalisé trop tard.

Dis-moi,

si je t'avais dit que tu étais ma couleur crème,

tu serais quand même tombé amoureux d'elle ?