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how can you put a dot on a story that was stopped with a comma and a story that was written as the ink ran out halfway through the page?
how can you build something beautiful and destroy it for something easy?
If love is like an ocean, I am willing to become a sailor.
doing hobbies you once lost the spark of feels like going back home — welcoming, safe, and nurturing.
no one deserves to go through hell just to feel heaven in being in love.
"treat your thoughts as if they are visitors" they said,
that's why I hide from them til they're gone.
My love, mine all mine. I love mine, mine, mine.
Oh to be wanted and loved in the purest form someone could ever love. The one who wants you for you and only you.
Why do I keep feeling bad about the things I should never feel bad about?
Like feeling empty or everything all at once
Love ... love has visited me again. It has visited me again only for it to leave... again.
Other versions of me would never believe the love I have for myself right now. Her love is pure, gentle and nurturing. A love she deserves for the longest time.
I would never allow myself to turn into someone I am not just because people showed me a version of them that they truly aren't.
Out of all the apologies that you weren't able to hear and receive, I hope you give one to yourself.
You deserve the biggest apology from yourself.
How could you forget everything that I always remember even when I try so hard not to?
Months passed since we last talked, I have realized that we were both at fault. We both had open wounds that we tried to heal in the presence of each other, only to find out we're making it worse. We were both afraid and unable to give all of our trust. We tried but the only difference we had was I at least wanted to face all of it while your only option was to walk away.
And that's why we didn't work out.
We have viewed romance differently. One as an adventure and the other as a commitment. In our desperate search to finally feel something, we met. And at that moment, two deprived souls called whatever it was as love.
It was merely even an infatuation
Just because you got over it doesn't mean you're actually healed. I hope you keep in mind that all wounds leave scars. Be gentle with yourself. You'll heal in time.
I hope one day you'll finally get to live your life. A life with no worries or doubts. A life that feels like it is really yours to spend. I hope one day you'll learn how to live for yourself and not to survive for others.