Julia Jerleus

Maybe one day in the future our paths will cross again, and this time it will be right. Hopefully you’ll be ready and we will be able to to love each other correctly. Or maybe, we will never see each other again, and we will find who we are meant to be with. All I know is that time will tell and I need to be patient. Everything will work out, I’ll be with who I’m suppose to be with doing what I’m suppose to be doing and so will you. Maybe together or maybe in two totally different worlds, we will both be happy.

“It’s spring, you’re young, you’re lovely, you have a right to be happy. Come back into the world.”

“What’s the point of having a voice if you’re gonna be silent in those moments you shouldn’t be?”

“There are a lot of things that seem like the end of the world. Like when the person you like stops talking to you once you sleep together. Or when you have to watch a person you’re supposed to be over date someone else and you realize that sharp pain in your chest probably means you’re not actually over them. But what’s even harder is losing someone without getting to say goodbye and not having anyone to talk to about it. Or having to hurt someone you care about because you know what’s best for them and it’s not you. There are so many times in our lives that our hearts will break. And the bad news is, one of those times will be worse than all the others. But the good news is, it’s probably not what you’re going through right now.”

I hope you find the courage to leave unrequited love behind this year. It’ll tear you down but I promise you it is worth every second of agony and pain. To wake up and fall in love with life, to not think about them every second of every day. I hope you are brave enough to put yourself first. And even if you’re not, I hope you’re on the way.

“i realize now, that loving him was neither beautiful nor poetic; it was knowingly walking through hell every day and losing myself there.”

“So yes, we could kiss. I could kiss you and you could kiss me. There’s no science, plane ticket or clock stopping us. But if we kiss, it will end the world. And I’ve ended the world before. No one survived. Least of all of me.”

“Sometimes you end up never speaking to someone who meant the world to you again. And that’s okay. You cope and you survive. Don’t let your losses keep you back from new gains.”