#boatsandoceans

It took some time for me to realise. But I was the privilege to have, not you. I have lost someone I loved, but you have lost someone that loved you.

Take my breath and fill my lungs. I dare you to find the balance.

Have you ever witnessed someone you love leave, yet they're still standing right in front of you? Their shell is still there but everything that once filled them has been taken.  It's heartbreaking. It's like a goodbye your heart doesn't know which point to break at.

Being who she was she never loved, she could not love. She only claimed what was hers. People often got that confused.

I just can't help doing things with you in mind.

I was the only one that knew how to handle you. You and I both know that. But that was the dangerous thing, love. You yourself didn’t even know how to handle you. You expected me to carry the weight of us both. You expected to scream and cry and throw your words at me like I was a dart board and that I would be there to put your pieces back into order. And you know me, you knew I would. And you knew I would get them right every time. But love.. you broke and broke so many times that your pieces became sharp. And that’s the thing, love.. My hands are cut and bleeding and it’s beginning that I can barely carry myself anymore, let alone you. Love.. I’m letting us go. I hope that makes enough sense.