You pretend you don't think about them, keep busy. Makes it work for a while. Then you remember them, and the wave of feels hits you like a tsunami, and again you pretend to ignore that too. Disastrous, completely disastrous.

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You pretend you don't think about them, keep busy. Makes it work for a while. Then you remember them, and the wave of feels hits you like a tsunami, and again you pretend to ignore that too. Disastrous, completely disastrous.
from Autopsy by Donte Collins
― Salma Deera, Letters From Medea
[text ID: The centre of every poem is this: / I have loved you. / I have had to deal with that.]
People don't realize how much strength it takes to pull your own self out of a dark place mentally. So, if you've done that today or any day, I'm proud of you.
“I hope you fall in love with someone who never lets you fall asleep thinking you’re unwanted.”
— Unknown
I'm way too good at making bad decisions to get to this point. Joke's one me (:
every day that goes by i still end up thinking about you.
They will break your heart and call you heartless.
But why can't you be consistent?
I don’t want to answer emails I want to make breakfast in a sunny kitchen with the radio playing and drink coffee in the sun
When I asked you how many nights you want to spend with me.
Your words are always beautiful. But why do I get the feeling they're just words?
One moment you want me, the next you forget about me.
I FELT THAT.
"How you kissed me when I was in the middle of saying something...
There's not a day I don't miss those rude interruptions"
-T.S. Dear John
I miss you every single day. And every morning in reminded you're not mine to have, hold, or lose. I miss you too the point it turns into numbness.
the underrated romance of a little kiss on the shoulder :(
Ouch