craving you

But you loved her? Yes. And she loved you? Yes. Then why did it end? Because love and compatibility are not always the same thing.

I was so angry. Not because we’d ended, or because things hadn’t worked out the way I’d hoped. I wasn’t angry because I loved him so much that I’d given up half of my dreams for him. It wasn’t even because he’d tainted every memory I had, every ounce of happiness I’d allowed myself - not because he’d taken the light and cast shadows everywhere. I was angry because I’d tried so hard to make things work. Because I’d given so much of myself to something that must have been doomed from the start. I was angry because I’d allowed myself to love a person who would never have understood that love. I was angry because I’d broken my own heart.

Never lose yourself for anyone.

It would have been so easy to go back to. So easy to relapse into it. So simple. It would almost feel like going home. To let it consume you. To let it take over. To give into it. It was only a small part of you that stood up and said ‘no’. That said, ‘you’re better than this.’ That said, 'choose happiness. Even if it’s hard. Even if it’s the hardest choice you’ve ever had to make.’

But we love each other,“ she said quietly. "God knows we do. And that’s what’s so fucked up about it all. Love is all we have anymore. And it’s not enough.”

I know that if I saw you right now, I would run to you and never let you go again. And that’s why I can’t see you. That’s why I can’t see you.

Let’s forget everything that has happened,“ he said, "and start again."  And I said: "I can’t."  "Why not?” he asked, “don’t you love me enough?"  And I replied: "it’s not that, it’s that I loved you too much. It’s that I let you in too fast. Everything you did affected me in some way. Every time you tore me apart.  "I couldn’t start afresh, even if I tried. Our past has affected me in ways that I can’t forget.

Be loyal behind my back.

Sometimes when you meet someone, there’s a click. I don’t believe in love at first sight, but I believe in that click.

You will be too much for some people. Those aren’t your people.