unknownnnnnn:
why... I tell myself I shouldn’t miss you. You broke promises like they were optional, said “it won’t happen again” and then let it happen again. Twice. I remind myself of the nights I felt small for trusting you, of the way my love was loyal while yours kept wandering. I know I deserved better and I found it. I grew into someone stronger, someone who doesn’t beg for honesty, someone who knows love shouldn’t hurt like that. So why do I still miss you? Maybe it’s not you I miss, but the version of you I believed in. The future I imagined before I knew the truth. Missing you doesn’t mean I was wrong to leave. It doesn’t erase the betrayal. It just means my heart remembers before it learned the lesson. And that’s okay. I’ve moved on. I chose myself. I didn’t lose, you did. But healing isn’t forgetting. Sometimes it’s feeling everything and still walking forward anyway.
seeker:
its touching and it literally pull back all the way to the last stage of separation..
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MariaNorie:
She was nine when she learned to fake being fine Always walking across an endless thin line A line between life and death Hoping she would breathe her last
addison123456:
11:16 a.m. You came back, telling me youu2019ve changed, saying youu2019ll stay this time, but I donu2019t know if I can trust you again.
EdwinJsHispanic:
I'm tired of feeling the blues just because of thinking of you I say I hate you w
uknownprttyfacekayla:
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seeker:
I stand where laughter fades to air, A space that says youu2019re almost there. Voices scream yet it's so silent, I watch from just outside the light, Darkn
unknownnnnnn:
My hands wouldnu2019t steady, My plate stayed untouched, Anxiety hummed loud in my chest.