I think you know you’re really over a person when you don’t wish anything bad upon them. You’re not filled with anger anymore, and you don’t want revenge. You just genuinely hope they’re happy.

In another world, we could have been so much more.

Sundays, are always depressing.

Can we just exist as two people who are falling for the first time?  No pain, no ache; just that initial moment you meet someone and feel the magic like two lovers who can’t believe their luck.

I wondered why I was always so lonely and then I realized that I was always playing different roles for different people but I never played the role of just myself and that’s why I was lonely - the person everyone was with wasn’t actually me.