Strangers Again

''The saddest kind of sad is the sad that tries not to be sad. You know, when sad tries to bite its lip and not to cry says, ''No, i'm happy for you '' just smile and go. That's when it's really sad .''

You see, I could have loved you till the end of time if you did not see the end of us.

If you had actually wanted me, you would have actually tried. If you had loved me, we would never have reached this point. And so, regardless of how hard I tried, regardless of who is guilty and who is not, the conclusion that I reach is always the same. I can’t understand what has happened from any other perspective other than this: I wasn’t enough for you to want me.

Life is strange sometimes; we never fully see the beauty in others till they are gone, and it is actually sad. I keep reminding myself to value everyone in my life because it takes an instant to change everything, but I forget.

You can never have the best in both worlds

How long can one pretend ?

We emotionally manipulated each other until we thought it was love.

The more I try, the more I lose.

The odds are high that the best of me has already been ripped away and that if I don’t keep hold of myself I will lose what’s left.

I don’t want to care. If I care about things, it’ll just be worse, it’ll just be another thing to worry about. It’s less painful if I don’t care.

Help me heal from all the disappointments, help me forgive the ones who caused me so much pain because I need to free my heart from negativity, from toxic relationships, from revenge and teach me how to let go. Teach me how to forget. Teach me how to be a person who only sees the light. I’m tired of letting all these disappointments affect my decisions, my choices and I’m tired of letting them tarnish my peace of mind.