just like breathing.
I didn’t realize I was doing it
until I stopped."
"It never mattered whether you
wanted me or not, I belonged
to you outright the moment I
showed you my brokenness and
you kept looking at me like
I was whole"
Having a soft heart in a cruel world is courage, not weakness."
"It’s okay if I’m not
your favorite
chapter you have
written,
but I hope you
sometimes smile
when you flip
back to the pages
I was still apart of.
"I’ve things to do today:
I must crush memory down,
I must turn my heart to stone,
I must try living, again."
I must crush memory down,
I must turn my heart to stone,
I must try living, again."
Anna Akhmatova
I have all of this love
with no one to give it to.
with no one to give it to.
I think that breaks my heart more
than you ever could have.
than you ever could have.
"What you hope, you will eventually believe. What you believe you will eventually know. What you know, you will eventually create. What you create, you will eventually experience. What you experience, you will eventually express. What you express, you will eventually become. This is the formula for all of life."
— Neale Donald Walsch
"You will fall in love with me. Then, just months later, you will fall out. I will pretend the entire time that I don’t know it’s coming."
— Miles Walser,
"'That’s the problem with drinking,' I thought, as I poured myself a drink. 'If something bad happens, you drink in an attempt to forget; if something good happens, you drink in order to celebrate; and if nothing happens, you drink to make something happen.'"
— Charles Bukowski,
"With all your lies, you’re still very lovable."
— Bon Iver, “For Emma”
"I don’t want just words. If that’s all you have for me, you’d better go."
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned
"When we speak we are afraid our words will not be heard or welcomed. But when we are silent, we are still afraid. So it is better to speak."
— Audre Lorde
"You see I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there trying to forget the sad things that happened to me."
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
"I still breathe
you in some days
and find love letters
in the air I exhale."
you in some days
and find love letters
in the air I exhale."
hoping that I can make sense of our past.
but each letter only spelled out the days I’ve wasted
You sewed your kiss into my ribs many moons ago
and I finally found a way to untie each broken promise.
he knew. and that was the saddest part of it all.
This is me picking up my
some nights my wrist aches from
tracing the same sentence onto this blank page:
"I would love you for all my life,
if I could just find where you are.”
“
This is me picking up my
two unheld hands and
walking away. This is me
seeing the unsaid words
and realizing they’re never
going to be said. This is
me being so sick and
fucking tired of having to
wait for the snow to melt
because you’re too damn
proud to go and shovel.
This is me being my own
spring because your winter
was giving me frostbite and
I was starting to blame
myself for the pain.
some nights my wrist aches from
tracing the same sentence onto this blank page:
"I would love you for all my life,
if I could just find where you are.”
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