Hope you'll always remember me

- german - girl - 20 - this blog is about the most important person in my life -

[darlinghoneysweetheart]

i turned to him hoping he could fill the hole you left in my heart, but he couldn’t.

[fadedheartbreq-blog]

“writing about you keeps us alive and I don’t know why I keep doing it. I guess this is the only place we can exist anymore. I can’t tell if writing is destroying or healing me. I just know this is the only way I can say what I want to. this is the only place I can swallow my pride and admit that I miss you. pretending like I’m over it is exhausting. everyone keeps asking me how I’m doing so well and how strong I am but they don’t know that I keep driving back to our spot and parking there just to cry hoping somehow you are there doing the same thing. They don’t know that I refresh your page every hour to see if anyone else is feeling your love now. I’m very good at pretending I’m over you, sometimes I believe it but deep down its all still there. And I’m afraid that if I stop thinking about you I’ll forget about you. And I know everyone is right. I know I should forget you. I know I should want to forget you, but our memories were some of my happiest days. How can I let that go? Most of the time I’m okay. But some nights it all hits again and I still wish it could have been me and you in the end. I haven’t seen you in 2 months and I’m forgetting how you look like, and how you used to scrunch your eyebrows when you’d get mad. I miss the feeling of your hands. I miss your touch but the only place I feel it anymore is in my dreams. I don’t know what was real and what wasn’t. I wish I could kiss you one last time. I wish I knew our last kiss was our last kiss. I wish I cherished it more. I just thought there would be so much more. I thought we had so much more time. I think that’s what breaks my heart the most- Its all the things we said we were going to do that we never got to do. We are the saddest love story in my books. We were so close to love. So close but so damn far. I guess I’m writing this to hold on, to try and remember a time we were one and the same. I wish I could live in those moments forever.”

— You’re still the last thought on my mind every night. I think you always will be. 

[veilchenliebe]

Still after 1 year, 9 months and 20 days.

[darlinghoneysweetheart]

i kinda wanna hold your hand and put my arms around your neck and kiss your collarbone and touch your hair and hug you and share a blanket with you and wear your sweatshirts and walk next to you and bump your shoulder and sit with you and smile at you and kiss the space between your eyebrows and hold you when you’re sad and make you laugh and sleep next to you and listen to you breathe and make you feel so so loved

-but i can’t

[darlinghoneysweetheart]

i woke up thinking about you today, i rolled over and checked my phone, as if there might be a text waiting for me, hoping against reason that there would be, but there wasn’t. i knew there wouldn’t be, but i can’t seem to be rid of this foolish hope that one of these days you’ll wake up and realize you made a mistake when you chose her. i keep waiting for you to love me, after all this time, after everything we’ve been through, i’m still waiting for you.

[xrealstory]

Wenn du jemandem das Herz brichst, und dir die Person immer noch das Beste wünscht, hast du das Beste verloren.

[xrealstory]

Vielleicht sind zwei Menschen für einander bestimmt, aber nur für eine bestimmte Zeit.

[xrealstory]

Du warst die traurigste und schönste Art und Weise, in der das Leben mir gezeigt hat, dass man nicht alles haben kann.

[zamosvelour-blog]

me, logically: it’s never gonna happen the tiny hopeful goblin in my brain: but what if it did

[moodswings101]

this really touched me

[budzaya]

How many times can the same thing break your heart?

[tullipsink]

“Losing you wasn’t just painful, it was fucking damaging also. It wasn’t me sitting down on a couch surrounded by my friends as we watched movies and ate food to try and forget you. It was me staying up at four in the morning because the thought of you was so fucking strong I couldn’t even close my eyes without seeing your face. It was me swallowing thickly and blinking back tears every time I was in public, the hole in my chest causing my breaths to come out shaky rather than normal. It was me laughing at things for no reason as my stomach turned because the urge of falling apart was getting stronger. It was me crying at random hours during the day and me not wanting to get up out of bed. It wasn’t just me staring blankly at your number, deciding wether or not if I should call you. It was me throwing my phone at the wall and breaking it, because I was drunk again and the thought of you ever changing your information terrified me. It was me deleting our conversations and regretting it because now I couldn’t know where we had went wrong. It fucking hurt, losing you had hurt and I wasn’t ever able to forget that kind of pain.”

— A.M.// getting over someone is horrible (via tullipsink)

[4am-reflections]

“looking at you is too hard now. every time i see you im haunted by the memories of an easier time. where your voice was the soundtrack to my days. i look at you and i see everything you walked away from. every smile, every laugh, every secret shared. when i look at you i see every thing i’ve ever wanted. but that person just isn’t here anymore.”

— writing about you is getting too hard now// 4am

[depressedanxietydeath]

“I’m sorry I miss you and it hurts so much.”

— me towards someone special who left

[teenagecrush]

[massiveanddepressive]

I should’ve hugged you tighter the last time I saw you

[11anothergirl11]

“It’s you. It’s always you. Since the moment I met you. It’s you at 2 in the morning or 4 in the afternoon. It’s you when I’m sleeping and studying and eating and laughing. You are everywhere and you are everything.”

— Anonymous

[honigimohr]

“Mit dir. Ein Lebenlang. mehr will ich nicht.”

— (via herzkaltewelt)