Sharlie Bucks

THANK GOD SOMEONE KNOWS BECAUSE I SWEAR TO GOD WHEN I SHOW IT TO PEOPLE THEY THINK IM BRAGGING

I think what breaks my heart, isn’t that we didn’t work out. It’s that we walked away knowing neither one of us truly wanted to. It’s the fact that I always thought love was enough to fight for something, but that night I realized it’s not always enough. That no matter how much love there is between two souls, you need to set each other free. I’ll never forget how hard I cried that night. The hopeless romantic in me died.

I’d be lying if I said I don’t miss him. But I’d also be lying if I said I do miss him. If I'm being honest, I miss the way I felt around him. I miss the smile in my face in all our memories. I miss the way he knew everything about me. I miss the good morning texts. I miss how effortlessly easy it was. I miss his hugs and his lips. But I don't miss the way my heart shattered. I don't miss when I found out what he did. I don't miss feeling like I wasn't good enough. I don't miss feeling lied to. I don't miss not being able to rely on him or the way he'd ignore my texts when he was mad. I don't miss holding onto the hope he'd change. I'm stuck in between, somewhere in the middle of I hate him and I don’t think I’ll ever stop loving him.