FrancIskolar

I met you when everything was new and exciting, and the possibilities of the world seemed endless. And they still are. For you, for me. But not for us. Somewhere between then and now, here and there.

When something breaks, if the pieces are large enough, you can fix it. Unfortunately, sometimes things don’t break. They shatter. But when you let the light in, shattered glass will glitter. And in those moments, when the pieces of what we were catch the sun, I’ll remember just how beautiful it was. Just how beautiful it will always be. Because it was us. And we were magic.

Taylor’s "You're Losing Me" delves into the depth of my experiences in love where I settled for below and bare minimum. I always give love a chance, always hopeful for love and connection. Believing that if I poured my heart and soul into the relationship, my love would be enough to soften his heart. But though water will wear down rock, rock will never be water. The cold reality hit me: he was either unable or unwilling to acknowledge my feelings. The affection I yearned for became fleeting, and the promises made seemed hollow and meaningless.

"I’m getting tired even for a phoenix Always risin’ from the ashes Mendin’ all her gashes You might just have dealt the final blow.”

I found comfort in how Taylor expressed how I felt, grappling with the discomfort of settling and the longing for something more meaningful. I came to the realization that I deserve to be loved and to have my worth recognized. As I continued to gradually awaken, I understood that there was no going back to settling for less than I deserved.

“A pathological people pleaser Who only wanted you to see her.”

This song gave me the courage to face the disconnection that was ruining what we had.  It urged me to break free from the chains of complacency and embrace a future where my needs were not only acknowledged but cherished. I convinced myself not to accept little tokens of affection or empty promises until it evolved into a voyage of self-discovery, an assertion of my value, and a reclaiming of my identity.

“Do something, babe, say something Lose something, babe, risk something Choose something, babe, I got nothing To believe, unless you’re choosing me”

So it’s probably nothing, but it’s been on my mind sometime and I cant let it go. I know there’s gotta be something that I could say in time, but I can’t find the words.

A dose, a moment to live in, and I’m hoping it stays a while in the space you were in.

And I froze, and I reckon I missed it. When all of the rain came down in the shape of everything.

Do you know why?

When we never even tried We never even talked We never even thought in the long run Whenever it was painful Whenever I was away I’d miss you And I miss you

But I haven’t said anything to you, I haven’t even unfollowed your social media; even tho if a picture of yours comes up, I just scroll past. I don’t look. And if you see my name on your notification, it’s by accident.

And the thing is, I don’t unfollow you because I don’t want to let you down; but when you let me down, it didn’t even matter to you.

I always wear my ring, our ring. Wherever I go, whatever I do. And just like Leni, whenever I misses you, I’ll just stare at it and give it a touch.

But I guess it has to stop now. I have to leave it in a box or throw it out in the sea the way I need to let go of you.

I love you.