At the time when we didn’t know what love was, we met. I wasn’t even searching for anyone. I was comfortable in my skin, and there was no loneliness or any feeling of discomfort. I was enough in myself. And as they say, when you are looking for anything, you get the best. So he sent you- A girl of hope and dreams, a girl who likes grey. I didn’t know then that it was going to be the day I’ll never forget. This is so weird about the time, we never know what we are living will be missed.
I regret every minute wasted when you were in front of me and I didn’t talk to you. I regret those goodbyes and goodnights. I wish if I had never said them if we could have just kept talking endlessly. God knows how much I hate goodbyes now. God knows how much I hate rains now. God knows how much I cared.
Every time I get sad happy or sad now, I miss you. I miss you every time I sit to write. I know you are not going to read anything and this breaks my heart. You never loved reading, and I used to make you read everything. You are not here, and I don’t know why I am writing this. This is only getting worse.
The nights are getting longer. The days pass somehow. I keep waiting for the springs and they never come. Looking back I realize my mistakes. But then, it is also right that you never understood.
I never imagined an end for us, we were forged in the fire of forever. My hear breaks as I can no longer watch you hurt yourself, holding on desperately to a life that brings you only misery. Sometimes the only way we have left to show love is to walk away.
Weigh of lies can mess the balance between love and trust.
If you break someone and they still wish you the best, you’ve lost the greatest thing for you.
We can feel lonely at times, and all we have to hold onto, are fragments from our memories. Grasping them ever so tightly, and pressing them into our souls.
But know that this world needs you. It needs your light, your love. It needs the energy that you bring. You’re part of something bigger.
I passed the hardest moments alone while everyone believed I was fine.
When a person knows exactly what you’ve been through, promises to be different, and ends up doing the same shit.
When I listen to the tapes… I want to see her in school tomorrow. I want to eat Mike and Ike’s out of the box with her at the crestmont. I want to dance with her again, and kiss her… when I should have kissed her. But I can’t.