Sometimes you end up never speaking to someone who meant the world to you again. And that’s okay. You cope and you survive. Don’t let your losses keep you back from new gains.
She said, ‘I’m so afraid.’ And I said, ‘why?,’ and she said, ‘Because I’m so profoundly happy. Happiness like this is frightening.’ I asked her why and she said, ‘They only let you be this happy if they’re preparing to take something from you.
i hope u find someone that mindlessly plays with your hands and lightly strokes your legs and massages your back and plays with your hair and i hope that u feel like you’re home when u look at them
If they don’t need you, it’s okay. You don’t live for other people.
We cannot selectively numb emotions, when we numb the painful emotions, we also numb the positive emotions.
Seeing you like that feels weird. Even when I know I should feel happy, there’s a part of me that refuses to be. Because, for the longest time, it’s like you’re really miles and miles apart from me. And it’s the reality. It’s not a joke that you’re finally there and I’m still stuck here and it sucks to not be with you and it sucks to just be stuck somewhere so so far from where you are
Now that’s unfair
And now I’m just being selfish