Dreams

Give people time. Give people space. Don’t beg anyone to stay. Let them roam. What’s meant for you will always be yours.

And when you choose a life partner, you’re choosing a lot of things, including your parenting partner and someone who will deeply influence your children, your eating companion for about 20,000 meals, your travel companion for about 100 vacations, your primary leisure time and retirement friend, your career therapist, and someone whose day you’ll hear about 18,000 times.

Trying to console a newbie nurse who has made their first mistake

I wasn’t looking for anything at all when I met you. Actually, I wasn’t planning on falling for anyone so soon. But then I met you. And that was it…I guess things just happened. I found you and I found myself slowly wanting to spend time with you. It was simple. It was easy. And I think that’s how the best relationships begin. You’re not looking for anything and then suddenly you realize; you have something.

“Why did you guys break up?” She laughed, almost painfully. “One day he loved me and the next he didn’t. Strange isn’t it? How fast someone’s feelings can change and then there’s nothing you can do but accept it. You have to sit and accept the fact you’re completely in love with someone who doesn’t even give a shit whether you come or go and frankly they would rather it if you didn’t come at all. And that sucks.”

your first mistake was loving someone who doesn’t know what love really is. it was giving them the power to ruin you, giving them enough strength to crush your soul with two fingers, and even worse, a few words. your second mistake was telling them how much you need them, how your soul longed for something like this, how you can’t imagine long nights without them. your third mistake was falling too fast for the idea of who they were, the soft hints of hate you missed in their words, the points of concern you should’ve noticed. your fourth mistake was loving them more. loving each little bruise and bone, being convinced each scar had a story, even when it didn’t. connecting the freckles on their back into constellations and secretly wishing this would last forever, baby no, you can’t wish on stars that aren’t bright. and they, they were always dark and dull. they looked at you with bored eyes, you were convinced they were only ever tired. they held you with careless, clumsy, arms. arms that never shook from holding on too tight, you kissed with motionless lips, slept with a body and no soul. but, it’s not your fault. it’s easy to fall for an idea, especially when it’s got big brown eyes and a heartbeat that sounds like your favorite song.

You can never explain how painful it is to say goodbye to someone you love.

You think ‘Okay, I get it, I’m prepared for the worst’, but you hold out that small hope, see, and that’s what fucks you up. That’s what kills you.

Every girl has that one guy she would go back to in a heartbeat, heartbreak after heartbreak, no matter what. Every girl has that one guy she can never let go, no matter how hard she tries. And every girl has that one guy who will always have a part of her heart she can never get back.