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[wordsicannevertellyou]

Something I wrote years ago. I can finally share it 💓

[wordsicannevertellyou]

You used me to fill in the holes she left you with. And I let you.

[quotemadness]

Feelings are like blankets, covering you up so you can’t see clearly, or like mazes you can too easily get lost inside. I am terrified of getting lost.

Corey Ann Haydu (via quotemadness)

[books-n-quotes]

Most things will be okay eventually, but not everything will be. Sometimes you’ll put up a good fight and lose. Sometimes you’ll hold on really hard and realize there is no choice but to let go. Acceptance is a small, quiet room.

Cheryl Strayed, Tiny Beautiful Things

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In pursuit of my small quiet room :)

[wordsicannevertellyou]

The day you decided to give up on me was the day I gave up on him. I wish you stayed a little bit longer.

wordsicannevertellyou

[poems-and-words]

[wordsicannevertellyou]

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[wordsicannevertellyou]

What hurts is not the painful words, it's the fact that the person who matters most said those words.

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[wordsicannevertellyou]

I miss you. Sadly, you don't miss me too.

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[bubbly]

“you cannot leave and have me too” i said. when you asked if we could still be friends.

changed this up a bit (not mine just posting because i liked it)

[wordsicannevertellyou]

Unfinished Sketch

              You never finished the sketch you promised me. I think that meant something- you officially gave up on me.

               Twice, I heard you say that you can’t draw me for the reason that there’s a feature in me that is complicated. Honestly, I was looking forward to see the drawing, but you never gave me the chance to take a sight of it.

               You finished the sketch of her, how come you can’t finish mine? Am I not worth your effort and your time?

               I do not know how much you’ve gone far in drawing me, it doesn’t matter. You started it, but starting it doesn’t matter to me as well. I think…no I believe that what matters is finishing it. Because finishing something means you really loved it enough to go through every complications and hardships just to reach the end.

               I am your unfinished sketch, when will you be my unfinished story?

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[quotemadness]

It is not that the meaning cannot be explained. But there are certain meanings that are lost forever the moment they are explained in words.

Haruki Murakami (via quotemadness)