𝓜𝔂 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓫𝓲𝓭𝓭𝓮𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮

You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.

I look into your eyes and I see the home I need the most

I have to stop falling in love with memories

love should never hurt, but here’s how it will hurt you: when you give your first love your heart, they’re going to take it in their hands and drop it. and you will be feeling the impact of the fall for months on end. eventually, it will fade from a constant ache to a pain that flares up like when someone who had broken a bone in the past feels pain when it storms. and some days, it will feel like a the rain will never stop but other days, it won’t necessarily be sunny but overcast and, more importantly, dry.

You are as quiet as the wind but you demand attention like a storm.

He’s what you would call summer on a winter day.

I wish I had the power to stop feeling this way, but I don’t.

How lucky I am to have loved a soul like yours. How lucky I am to have been loved back.

I yearned for one kiss, the first maybe even the best. He never got the hint, we fell in love silently. It was a slow burning silent torture.

You told me you don’t love me anymore and all I know what I should do is to fake it, so I laughed making it seem like it was the funniest joke I’ve ever heard. But deep down, I was wishing it wasn’t true.

It repulses me, how everytime I look into his eyes, I think of the deep blue waves in yours. It sickens me, how everytime he holds me, I remember the touch of your skin, the feeling of yours on mine. It hurts me, how you left, and I’m with someone that’s not you.

I got lost. I got lost in the eyes that enticed. The eyes that made me fall in love with them. I got lost in your eyes, in your heart and your soul. I got so lost in loving you that I didn’t realize loving you was killing me.

Yes I love him. I love him more than anything else in this world and there is nothing that I would like better than to hold on to him forever. But I know it’s not for the best. So no matter how much my heart is going to break, I’ve got to let him go so he can know just how much I love him. Maybe if I’m lucky, he’ll come back, but if not, I can make it through this.

no matter much I denied it, I knew deep down that I’ve fallen in love with you. and I hate it