my world 6/1/16

““Why are you doing this?” He asked as she placed the necklace he gave her on her birthday on his palm. “It’s for the better,” she answered after a while, “trust me, it really is.” His heart broke at that very moment. How he wished she could catch the pieces that were falling from his chest. How he wished that it was all just a dream. “Did I do something wrong?” He looked at her, trying his best to swallow his tears, “I can change, you know.” “Don’t change,” she said, cupping his cheeks, “It’s not you. You’re amazing. You’re more than anything I’ve ever dreamt of. It’s always me. I’m no good. I’m no good for you at all.” “So this,” she forced a little smile, “this is for the better.” “If this is really for the better,” he said, then took a sharp breath, “Then why do I feel like it’s the worst thing that has happened in my life?””

“I didn’t want us to end up like this. This is exactly what I was afraid of. I didn’t want us to act like strangers, or maybe even less because we can’t even hold eye contact, because we can’t ever talk again, because we can’t ever know each other again. And maybe I loved you so much that I wish we hadn’t fallen in love, just so I could have kept you by my side, even if it wasn’t as a lover.”

“you have to know by now, that i would still do anything for you.”

“I hope love finds you.” she said. “I hope it looks for you at 3am when you’ve had enough. I hope it whispers at you every time sadness creeps up in your ears. I hope it hugs you, every time fear tries to surround your whole being. I hope it kisses your tears away, not only those from your eyes, but also those cries from your heart.” she looked at him and smiled, then finally uttered, “I hope love won’t give up on you, even if you fall back on your knees, with bleeding hands refusing to hold onto.”

“So often, I think of the times we spent and I look at them as if they just happened a moment ago, as if they were still alive. So often, I wonder if we were really happy when we were together. Or were we just lonely?”

you only love me when it benefits you.

You know that moment when you’re driving through a storm and you pass under a bridge and for a brief second the world is quiet? You were that moment to me, stretched out over weeks and months. You were my solace in a world that was raging and angry. You were my peace.

My head may have not been in the right place, But I can promise you, My heart was.

I tried to hate you.

I’m worried that you will no longer love me like you did and I’ll be left with a heart beyond repair.

I know what we are and I know what we’re not, but I still hope for more.

I tried to hate you.