“fill your heart with bees. if someone breaks your heart then they have to deal with the bees.”
text post sentence startersstatus: always accepting!
there’s a momentary pause, as if he’s trying to process her words, and then there’s laughter; loud, genuine laughter.
‘can i fill my heart with baes instead?’
( he asks himself, why do people drift apart? why do friends turn into strangers? yet deep down, he already knows the answer: it’s just the way the world works. and when it happens, you can try to hold on and salvage what you can, or resign yourself and let life take its course. either way, you’re bound to get hurt. )
‘i can’t believe i’m moping over someone who doesn’t even care about me. it really makes me wonder if we were even friends at all.’