mywriterbee

if you can't love you, he can't love you.

the thing about having boundaries is respecting yourself while trying to let people know that you just want to have the space and peace that you need. no one told me that having boundaries is just like having your ups and downs too. they keep on trying to win and lose you over and over and over until you're back to where it all began.

School didn't teach us how much the world would give us pain.

Isn't it weird that we keep healing from the same trauma? How could healing suck this much?

When I was still a kid, I thought love and life would be easy. I thought I'll be this kind of woman who will do whatever she damn likes. A woman who knows what to do. A woman who got it all together. Well, it's funny to think that didn't exactly happened. My younger self would be disappointed. But I want her to know that life isn't like that. It's full of challanges. Situations that are not with our control. In short, life just happens.

Falling in love and being in love is messy as it supposed to be. You can't be in love without facing the saddest parts, the funny parts, the messy parts, the angry parts, the annoying parts, and lastly, the better parts. You can't totally say that you love someone without loving all their parts.

It won't be the same. We both changed for the best. He is not the person I once knew but I'm happy to loved him then.

There was a time that all I care about was to be near him. My world revolves around him and I watched myself crumble before him. But that was before and now—me finding a new love—was the hardest thing to do. Showing vulnerability isn't something I do often nowadays. Is there any chance I'll let my walls down?