#scribbled writing

[exhaustedheart]

Stop holding on to someone who isn't trying to stay.

E.H. //

[alexandraswriting]

I fell out of love with life, thats why I stopped writing.

Why // Alexandra 

[alexandraswriting]

I still wonder about you quite often.

Wonder // Alexandra 

[alexandraswriting]

I feel like I am being tortured everyday just by the thought of you.

Alexandra // 03/23

[alexandraswriting]

I should warn you now, I am not the girl you will marry, nor am I the one who will be there to comfort you when things are completely falling apart. I am the girl you will fall in love with, so will your family, but heed my warning now I will be gone just as quickly as I arrive. I am not one to stay in one place too long, and I will undoubtedly break your heart, But the upside is when I am round you will feel alive, exhilarated, and completely unstoppable. You will become someone you don’t recognize but always wanted to be. You will fall in love with my darkness and naively believe you can change me. Our love will be wild and reckless and so soul crushingly hopeful you may get confused and think I will stay, but as you already know I am designed to leave.

Leave // Alexandra 

[alexandraswriting]

I loved him, but not for the reasons others did. I loved him for his morning voice, the way that he furrowed his eyebrows when trying to concentrate, I loved his knowing smirk and the way his arms felt around me. I loved him for who he was when nobody was looking.

Him // Alexandra 

[alexandraswriting]

When I looked at him I didn't see Prince Charming or a fairy tale wedding or a white picket fence but I did see home in his eyes and safety in his arms.

Prince Charming // Alexandra 

[alexandraswriting]

I've been thinking about you a lot lately, more than I have in a while. I don't like the way things ended, I don't like what I said to you, or the way that I left. I don't like how far away you feel from me, like you were apart of a different lifetime. I've been looking at your profiles a lot lately, more than I have in a while. You look happy, your family does too, tell me, do they ever ask about me? Mine still ask about you, but I have to admit it hurts less and less every time they ask. I've been wanting to talk you you lately, more than I have in a while. I want to hear your voice and look you in the eyes, I guess I want some closure. I want to hear that you don't hate me, that you and I were never meant to exist, at least not here, I want some kind of acknowledgment that I did the right thing.

Thinking // Alexandra