You're the difference between hell & home

Does it ever really go away? That feeling? You know which one I’m talking about. How many times a day do you look back? Why can’t you stop looking back? Do you still think about them? What made your heart go cold? How many years has it been since someone saw the light in your eyes? Do you ever think about that? Who damaged you so bad that you can’t let anyone in anymore? Do you still think about them too? How often does your heart ache? Tell me, what caused that emptiness that you can’t seem to get out. Do you even want to get it out? Tell me why you don’t feel like yourself without your sadness. Where do your memories go? The ones you’ve forgotten. Do you appreciate people enough? One day they’ll be gone. When was the last time you felt genuine love?

in another universe, we do not remember the pain we have caused each other, we get to start again. we are happy, getting married, living out our forever. we have made it. we do not have to say goodbye. 

my heart will always remain soft towards you, there will always be a part of me that will be here. whenever you need me, i’ll be here with all the forgiveness and hope i have to offer. if you ever need reassurance that you’re loved immensely, i’ll rip open my own heart so you can see how much of you lives inside.

sartre was right, hell is other people