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The hardest thing I learned is how to love someone from a distance. Even though I remain cold, I would do anything to feel the warmth of your touch. Always fighting this urge inside me..keeping myself from reaching out to you…when there is something wrong..I just know..I can feel it in my soul and you wouldn’t have to tell me..I just know
“It has been said, ‘time heals all wounds.’ I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone.”
— Rose Kennedy
Talking to you again was like picking the scab off a wound. I keep picking at it till it starts to bleed..now I scramble to make it stop..slowly making a bigger scar
What is it that we crave the most?
Who would’ve thought that loving you from a distance would be so hard…Even after almost two years…
me n who
Why is the pain still there?..
It still hurts and it’s almost been a year…I still want you back..
I thought maybe getting away would make things easier but that only lasted soo long. After being stuck in the hurricane for a few days with no power or water I realized how lonely I am without you. How I have to keep reminding myself not to reach out and let you know what’s going on, that you no longer care..even though I sat there waiting for you to ask if I’m ok…
Why is it so easy to get trapped in our minds but hard to find the way out? Why is it that just hearing a certain voice can fill you with so many emotions good or bad? Why do we hold onto things knowing all we’re doing is hurting ourselves…why does this only happen when you fall in with someone who left you. Sometimes I wish I knew the answers myself, maybe then I wouldn’t be doing circles in head. Until then I’ll just sit outside with the moon..in silence just listening to the crickets….
We sit..we think..we wonder…
Really hard to let go of someone you really cared for. When just the sound of their voice fills you with so many emotions that you don’t know what to do..then you realize that they’re gone..and they won’t come back..that’s when the pain starts to hit…
“I am a day dreamer and a night thinker.”
— Unknown
“Because the world is so full of death and horror, I try again and again to console my heart and pick the flowers that grow in the midst of hell.”
— Hermann Hesse