BLUE

your understanding is limited by your experience

we are not meant to be together but when we force it it looks so pretty

I like being sad. I feel like I’m myself when I’m down, like this is how I’m suppose to be, and I’m fine with it. I don’t fancy being joyful. Joy feels like I ate something really weird and I’m repulsed by the sweetness. A lot of people say it’s not healthy to be this way, but I live comfortably. I’m happy.

you know, they’re not as important as you think they are.

i am sorry that your world is not beautiful enough for you to be happy

I’ll always love you, but you can’t be a part of my life anymore. Not in the way you once were

I'm sorry if I let you down, but it's time I lifted myself up.

i don't like who i am and i no longer see viable ways to change myself for the better

i miss the smell of your laundry detergent and how soft your hair was. i miss kissing your cheeks and holding you while you cried. i miss how you loved life and all it's beautiful things but felt an irrational hatred for yourself, even though you were life's loveliest creation.