blessé

(adj.) injured, wounded; here's the place where feelings are poured into words and heartbreaks turn into sentences.

[this-ones-for-the-brokenhearted]

goodbye, gee.

i guess it's already time to let you go.

quoting from laufey, i made a promise to distant myself. (i'm not gonna take a flight, though)

i don't know how long it will take for me to succeed neutralizing my feelings for you.. but at least i'm trying :)

this silly little crush surprisingly took a toll on me. i didn't know my aggressiveness would actually result in us having a sweet brief moment i'll never trade for anything. you're one delicate, nice guy, really. i loved talking and spending time with you, the time surely passed quickly.

but all things must come to an end, i get it. so here's the unsolicited goodbye letter you'll (also) never receive.

i think i'll still miss you as i continue living even though i know you won't feel the same. honestly, that's great though, i don't want you to have any more burden.

i wish you better days ahead and may God refreshes your weary soul as how you captioned your IG post.

i know that you'll stay in this chapter i'm closing, but if somehow you're meant to show up another time in the future, i'll gladly embrace you again in a blink of an eye.

for now, i'm sincerely letting you go.

[this-ones-for-the-brokenhearted]

i still miss your silly long texts

work is chill today, like it has always been. the short pause and quietness between my to-do-lists are enough for you to pop up on my mind.

i went back and forth to Instagram, searching for your profile once in a while, wondering if you post anything today. but i left my heart in the direct message, where rainbows and sunshine could be found just a month ago.

funny how the feelings of excitement and butterflies when we started texting are still fresh to me. the butterflies are supposed to be dead and the feelings are supposed to be fading just as how you stopped responding to my texts.

yet it still felt as it was yesterday when we were sending each other 5-8 text bubbles at a time. i used to think it's exhausting having to reply to 3 topics simultaneously, but now that i don't have to reply to anything from you, i regret thinking that way. maybe i took those messages for granted.

sometimes i wonder if you actually ever felt the same way. when we were talking and hanging, were you as excited as me? did you have butterflies as well? or was it only me all along?

do you regret not replying to me? do you actually miss texting me? do you wish you have another chance of meeting me?

or did i really fall alone the whole time?

[this-ones-for-the-brokenhearted]

To someone too intriguing to be missed:

Ugh, funny enough, you have the same name as my ex /:

So here's to another G in my life, who has been messing with my feelings for the past two months..

OK. First of all, I am sorry I like you a lot. I honestly don't know where this strong interest came from? Like it just happened, can't help it! I have been noticing you for a few months already since the beginning of 2024. Maybe you're physically just very my type ><

Funny enough I had the courage to follow your IG and interact with your stories, apology for my aggressive behavior, hopefully it didn't scare you or make you feel uncomfortable.

But I guess if you were really uncomfortable with me, you wouldn't ask me out even if it's just once, right?

Up to this point, I am yet to understand whether you're also interested in me or you're just that nice. I cannot tell if you see me 'that' way or I'm just another new friend to you. But none of those matter anymore, I have to move on and let you go even though I really don't want to.

I hoped it came out of your mouth because then I'll get the closure I needed, yet I know that if that really happens, it will hurt me more because of the rejection.

So for now, I guess this is the farewell letter that will never reach you. I wish we had more time, I really do. And I don't know how long will it take for me to get over you and to bury all my curiosity about you.

In the meantime, hopefully you do well and enjoy your current life journey, I believe that everything's going to be okay from now on. May God grant you the strength, joy and peace you need to survive, you got this and I will always be rooting for you in secret and silence!

I will see you when I see you, another time if the universe lets our paths cross for the second time. Or not.

[this-ones-for-the-brokenhearted]

Blue

I wear bright blue shirt today because last time we met you told me I look good in bright blue and today we're seeing each other,

for the last time.

Funny how I look back and find out that our matching date outfits were mostly blue.

I thought we were meant to be. Really. Everything felt like it fell to its place when we were together. My life story and yours seemed like puzzle pieces that are somehow fitting but maybe it was too soon to draw conclusion. Maybe it was too early for me to be drown in the fantasy that we would last long.

Tell me, why didn't we make it? Why can't you like me back?

[this-ones-for-the-brokenhearted]

“But what if he finds another girl and falls in love with her?”

“Well, you do what you’ve always been doing. Be heartbroken, cry about it, hate him for that, get to your lowest point of life and then stand up, leave him behind, cut him off and move on. It’s not your first time, you actually know what to do.”

“It hurts only by thinking about it.”

“Well then don’t think about it. You don’t know what’s going to happen in the future.”

“I know but I’m still scared of losing him again and again. I don’t know how to not think about it.”

“But if you love him, you won’t be scared of losing him because it’s not about whether he’ll love you back or stay with you forever but about you. loving. him.”

[this-ones-for-the-brokenhearted]

Today I dreamed about him again. It’s been weeks since I ‘turned him down’ but i couldn’t stop myself from thinking about him ever since.

I miss you, lots. And i know that i’ll always have a little love left for you that could grow anytime. But i also know that there’s only a little chance of us growing together anyways. So why try if we know we’d end up hurting each other again, right?

[this-ones-for-the-brokenhearted]

“There’s no way we would still be in love with each other if we’ve been apart for years. What if I stop loving you one day?”

“I’ll court you and make you fall in love with me again, that’s gonna be my part which I will do.”

I believed your empty words. That’s okay though, that time, we were just two innocent teenagers falling in love anyway.

We didn’t know that love would be snatched away so fast from you, but also that it would’ve taken me years and years to get over you.

Honestly, I still think that I could love you better than any of your new girlfriends who left you stranded wondering if you’re enough. Because to me, you’re more than enough. Ironically, to you, I will never be enough.

[this-ones-for-the-brokenhearted]

Dear God,

Why did You let my struggling-to-move-on phase last so long while You let him date so many other girls after our broke up?

I have always been the faithful one, though? I have always meant it when I say I love someone, I have always aimed for the best for the one I love. Why me?

Why didn’t you let me to have an easy move on instead? Why did you let that asshole get stuck in my heart all these times? He doesn’t deserve my care and my attention, let alone my feelings. Why?

[this-ones-for-the-brokenhearted]

Today i went bowling with him and some other friends. He sucked at playing bowling, like when I say he sucked, he really sucked. He had a 0 strike for a couple of times.

But then after a few times rolling the ball, he improved and got better. I could not help but smile when I saw him doing great.

It feels like, a part of me will always cheer for him. I feel like I will always be his number one fan when he does something great. I am proud of him even though 1) it’s just a small thing and 2) i’m not in the position to feel that way.

But then we ended today by parting, for good, hopefully. We’re just not meant to be and I don’t think that having him around and hanging with him is healthy for me.

And there won’t be any other time bowling with him. I won’t ever be able to know if he gets better or gets worse another time he plays. I won’t even know whether he’s doing great in life or not.

I still feel sad about it even though we broke up over 3 years ago because it feels like he will always have a space in my heart. It feels like I will always care about him at some point in life :(

[cowboylikesubai]

i love you but i don't love you. i love you forever, you still occupy space in my heart, but that doesn't mean i have to acknowledge it. (to that one person)

Caitlyn Siehl / in a dream you saw a way to survive by Clementine von Radics / @/inanotherunivrse on tumblr / pinterest / pinterest / unknown / holy ground by taylor swift / "MY NAME" (2021) / Letters of Sylvia Plath / foolish one by taylor swift

[adonaimysaviour]

[this-ones-for-the-brokenhearted]

May I always be reminded of Your mighty works as I step into uncertainties and struggles throughout my days, Lord.

[this-ones-for-the-brokenhearted]

I dreamt of you this morning.

We were hanging around at a mall after school. Well, I’m not sure why we were students but I’m 100% positive that we’re together.

We were happy in my dream. Our steps were filled with laughter ad silly acts, just as like how it really went back then.

You were doing funny crazy stuffs and I would be ready to record you while laughing out loud trying to hide my embarrassment from people around who were staring at us. But I didn’t care because as long as I got you, I’m content.

The dream makes me miss us.

I miss going to places with you,

I miss stealing kisses while watching movies in the cinema with you,

I miss taking the public transportation with you,

I miss having aquarium, museum and arcade dates, I miss planning days out with you,

I miss making weird funny videos with you,

I miss looking for late dinner near my house with you,

I miss holding hands with you,

I miss my happy self when I’m with you.

[this-ones-for-the-brokenhearted]

Please don’t be in love with someone else..

[this-ones-for-the-brokenhearted]

Meh.

Tumblr got it wrong.

I missed you though. Loooots.

[this-ones-for-the-brokenhearted]

I can try shifting my focus when you suddenly pop up in my mind. But i haven’t found a way to repel you from my dreams.

Do I wake up? But I love sleeping so much.

Maybe I love sleeping so much because the dream is the only place where we could be together.

[this-ones-for-the-brokenhearted]

If it doesn’t go well with her, could you please try it with me, again?

[this-ones-for-the-brokenhearted]

Maybe I meant it a little bit too much when I said that I’ll love you forever.