|For the rest of my life, I will always wonder why things seemed to be so unfair. |
I will always want to know what I did to deserve what happened to me. I will
always wake up thinking everything is okay, later on realizing that it isn't, and that
it most likely never will be. I will cry about it, and I will be angry. I will always
have problems trusting people. I'll never think that anything will last. Friendships,
and relationships.. all of them just seem doomed. But I still try. For the rest
of my life, I will try.
She's been there for you since day one. Through hell and back, she never once
left you by yourself. & you took advantage of that, of everything she offered
which was all that she had. The one day that you realize what you had for the
longest time though, will be the day that it won't matter, for it will be too
late. You'll have already lost her.
I waited for you for so long. I watched my phone, every night, waiting on a
phone call that somewhere in the back of my mind I knew I'd never get. I just
wanted to hear you say that you were sorry for hurting me, and that maybe you
wanted to get back together. I hoped an hoped that you saw me in the hallways,
looking down at the floor and just know that I missed you. Because I thought you
missed me too, you just didn't know what you wanted But, I finally realized that
you didn't miss me at all, that I was definitely not what you wanted, and that I
never meant that much to you anyway.
“I always thought love would be easy and slip into place when the moment is right. But, how far do you go for love? How much of your life do you give up for a single person? And how much do you let yourself change? When you stop being yourself, who will you become?”
“What do you say when you’re not enough to make someone stay? What do you do when you meet the love of your life and realize it’s all about timing? How do you accept that no matter how perfect you are for each other, circumstances get in the way? How do you compete with that kind of fate?”
“Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while”
"I’m not pushing you away as you call it. I’m just keeping my distance. Or let’s just say, I’m just putting myself right in place. You cannot blame me. Because you’re making me doing this. You’re making me feel that I’m not on the list of your priority, so I’ll just turn around. But you can still count on me. If you feel that you need me, I’ll come. But this time, I’m not right by your side, this time, I’m behind your back. Maybe that’s the right place for me. That’s where I belong. "
its a harsh realization to lose grasp of something you once held so tightly. To realize that in the midst of everything, you never really had a chance, and he never loved you, at least not in the same way you loved him. Because you loved him so deeply. He became apart of you, a part that no matter how hard you try you can't free yourself of. You're forever trapped. His face becoming etched in your mind, his voice becoming a sweet melody, and his kiss forever on your lips. You know him better than anyone else, and even better then he knows himself so you already know he hasn't thought about you since he walked away, turning his back on you.. But you refuse to face the fact that he's gone. But he is. He isn't coming back this time. The only thing you can do now is to keep dreaming of him. Wishing he was by your side like you remember he once was, with you in his embrace, healing all the broken pieces of your shattered heart.