all the little thoughts in my head

You can love someone so much. But if they don’t want to be saved, nothing will save them. Not even love.

You can’t spend the best years of your life waiting for somebody to love you back.

it is for the best that our paths do not overlap twice. i cannot return to question marks after discovering a definitive answer.

it’s amazing how distorted and romanticized the absent version of someone can be, compared to their presence.

I don’t ask anyone to stay Not anymore The phone may tremble in my hand But never again Will I beg for someone to love me

somedays, i feel our love has outgrown us faster than we can keep up. it feels unfamiliar, like a house you have not yet called a home. as much as i would like to know you inside out, i must accept that this will take time, patience, and the understanding that we may have to relearn each other before it can get better.

This year taught me that my loneliness has more to do with myself than anyone else. The loneliest I will ever be is when I do not have the strength to love myself.

the day you placed your head upon my chest, i knew no one else could reclaim that space. it will always remain solely to you.

I knew I did from that first moment we met. It was… Not love at first sight exactly, but - familiarity. Like: oh, hello, it’s you. It’s going to be you.

i am sorry my silent suffering confused you. for the record, my love for you was deep and torturous.

these arms remain outstretched, begging for affection that they do not know how to hold.