#prisonwords

I wish saying "I love you and I never stopped loving you can we go back to everything that we used to be even if it means not seeing you often but at least I know I'm still a part of your life" was that easy.

It's one of those nights where I feel like writing but I don't know what about. I guess I'll just let out everything that comes to mind. It's been a couple months now but I still haven't moved on quite yet. Hate to admit it but yes, I haven't. I am proud of myself for staying strong and for taking it better than I initially thought I would but I realized how things would have been if I took the other direction. What if it had been me who decided to let go first? What if we were still together? What if I told you how I really felt? Or for that matter, how I still feel. Is it too late if I tell you? Would time rewind and undo everything? For someone to be all happy and joyful, I sure am the opposite from the inside. I let my own thoughts get the best of me and I end up hurting myself instead. I don't even know what I want to happen but I do know that whatever it is, it involves you and me being happy.

I have been in love with the same person for four years but maybe being in love is just there is.

I miss you but it’s not the type of I-miss-you-I-wish-we-can-be-together-again type of I miss you. Or maybe it is.

I just hate how I always hurt someone intentionally every time I speak. This is exactly why verbal communication will never be easy for me.

Over the past few minutes I have reblogged relevant pictures and words. They are probably the most direct way for me to convey everything right now since I am kind of losing the interest to even think about what I feel towards myself and the situation. I figured it was easier for you to just read this whole thing I made if you would still want to know. After all, you are the reason why I started it. I feel like I am going back again to keeping my thoughts caved in this poisonous mind I possess and holding every inch of emotion I get.