Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
A heart breaking isn’t as loud as a bomb exploding. It could be as silent as a feather falling to the ground. The most painful part of it is.. nobody really hears it except you.
I always picked up all the pieces of my heart and glued them together, but that never stopped me from loving you
Some nights never come to an end. Some dreams will not leave us. Some foot prints never fade off. Some memories never get drowned. It is you who are in my nervous system. It is you who has flooded my eyes!
It breaks my heart when ppl i know become pp i knew…
when I used to sit and talk on the phone for hours
Now we cant even look each other in the freaking eyes…
It breaks my heart to know that things change and there is absolutely nothing i can do to change that
Sometimes when I’m laying there at night, I wonder if you’re lying there thinking about me. I wonder if you miss me, or if you don’t even care. I wonder if you ever cried for me, or if you just think it’s funny that I’m hurting. I wonder if we could ever be together again. I wonder if you cherished all those memories as much as I did. I wonder if they’re playing over and over in your head, like they are in mine. I wonder where we went wrong, and if things will ever be the same. I wonder if you still want me as much as I want you. I wonder if you wonder the things I’m wondering.
The heart’s memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good; and thanks to this artifice we manage to endure the burdens of the past.
People always think that the most painful thing is losing the one you love. But the truth is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much and forgetting that you’r special too, is equally painful.
You are the one person who broke my heart. For the rest of my life, you will always be the one who hurts me the most. Don’t forget that.