I’m mourning someone who is still very much alive, just not in my life anymore.
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@thoughtsbyjen
I’m mourning someone who is still very much alive, just not in my life anymore.
— Aldous Huxley, from “Brave New World.”
I’m surrounded by people. And yet, I feel so alone.
My mind is playing tricks again.
I stopped talking, thinking I was bothering people. So now, all I talk to, are the voices inside my head.
I crave your attention.
“These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real.”
-Evanescence.
I know I should let you go. But, my heart just won’t let me...
September 2017
“Darling, it’s okay to feel broken some times, you’ll get through it. I promise.”
It’ll just take time.
Let’s get drunk and tell eachother how we really feel.
And in this moment, I realized you don’t care. You never did. I was just convenient for you, nothing else.
You mean so much to me when I mean so little to you.
I’m sitting here still hoping for you. But, deep down I️ know you’ll never care enough.
Do you even care at all?
My mind knows I️ should walk away, but my heart won’t let me.
I realized if you cared, even in the slightest, you would have showed it by now, you would have said something. But, you didn’t.
Realizing you never cared.
Staring at my phone, waiting for you to text me.
I’ve been waiting for days now.
You aren’t even mine, so why am I hurting so much?
There’s a million reasons why I should let you go, but the heart wants what the heart wants.