I can see your face in everything that reminds me of love.
Even if you know what’s coming, you’re never prepared for how it feels.
― Natalie Standiford, How to Say Goodbye in Robot
I almost had you, didn’t I?
One day I just woke up and realized that I can’t touch yesterday. So why the heck was I letting it touch me?
I get way too sensitive when I get attached to someone. I can detect the slightest change in the tone of their voice, and suddenly I’m spending all day trying to figure out what I did wrong.
I’ll be ok. I just need time to be sad.
You’re many things to me.
You’re my ‘what if,’
my ‘could have been,’
and my ‘best friend.’
You’re the one who built me
back up, tentatively putting
all the pieces in their rightful place,
only to turn around and shatter me.
You’re the one who
left without a goodbye,
without a warning,
and without some much
as a second thought.
You’re my everything,
and my nothing,
but you will never be
When did silence become so loud?
― Six Word Story (129/365) by (DS
I still remember the first time you told me you love me
At the moment, I’m suspended between where I am, where I’ve been, and where I am meant to be. I’m terrified that I’ll never find a way out.
I’m losing control. The room is spinning, my hands are shaking, and I don’t know what to do. Everyone says that I am so damn strong, but they don’t know what goes on inside of me. They don’t know the person I’ve become. Hell, I don’t even know the person I’ve become. I’ve lost sight of who I am, and I don’t like the person I’ve turned into. I want to crawl out of my own skin, because it is no longer my own. It is merely a cage, and I am suffocating.
― "I apologize. This is rubbish." (188/365) by (DS
I tried so hard to get better, to be better, but I always made the same mistake. I was doing it for you, when I should have been doing it for myself.
I’m still learning
how to just
You can drink too much
and forget the night before
but I’ve learned you
can never drink enough
to forget the people
you’ve loved and lost.
― Beau Taplin
|| A most unfortunate truth.