There were never enough words to describe how your presence made me feel.
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There were never enough words to describe how your presence made me feel.
13 words / n.j.
We were never gonna make it, right? If you’d told me this six months ago, I wouldn’t have believed you. But now that I’m looking at it from a different point of view, I can see the cracks in the foundation. It was never supposed to be this hard, but we tend to want to believe we have to fight for something in order to last. I don’t know if that’s true anymore. Because sometimes there is simply nothing that’s worth saving. The hardest part is being honest with ourselves. It hurts to admit, but even if we set out to retrace our steps and to do better, what would there be left to return to? We're not who we used to be, and that's a good thing. Maybe this means we're no longer on the same page. But if we didn't part on bad terms, is there anything to regret? Shouldn't we be glad for the beautiful memories we made together instead of trying to go back to something we can't recreate?
destined to fall apart / n.j.