Searching for myself. it's somewhere in this blog

it’ll be really hard for anyone to convince me of love, ever again.

Getting your heart broken is never the worst part, it’s the aftermath that kills you. It’s waking up and going to text them, only to realize you no longer can. It’s watching them love someone else and of course you want them to be happy, you just wish it was with you. It’s hearing them talk about someone else and having to smile and laugh all while you are choking back sobs. It’s not just missing the person, but missing having someone to talk about your day to, having someone to comfort you when the days are too hard. Because now these days are everyday and you are left crying on the bathroom floor with no one to turn to. Getting your heart broken is always hard, but the worst part is the day after.

!!!!!!!! Priorities versus inconveniences

The hardest thing in life is finding that one person you can’t live without and then having to live without them.

How could you be so reckless with my heart?

I'm scared of the person I'll be if I have to deal with another heartbreak

I deserved a better goodbye.

I wish the thoughts of you will just leave me as easy as the way you walk away

You’re still in my life, even if you don’t think you are. You’re in every show you told me about. You’re in every book you love. You’re in every song you sang. I won’t pretend I don’t miss you. I see you in everything that we once shared.