Find a day and come see me. Pick up your phone and call me. Use your fingers and text me. Make yourself show me that you miss me, because saying that and doing nothing to fix it is just pointless.
(via -sabrinaaah)
You miss me?
I shouldn’t miss you.
I shouldn’t miss what was. Because it hurt me. It put me into a lot of pain. And I don’t see the reason on why I’m missing someone that put me through that much emotion.
“You have to look more than just skin deep to truly know a person.”
“What you do” and “how you look” shouldn’t define who you are. Everyone should realize that there’s more to a person than that. That there’s things about them you wouldn’t truly know and understand until you’ve experience their life completely. Because a lot of things created the person they are today. That’s why whatever you think of them, before getting to know them, don’t judge them by the way they look in the outside. Get to know them first, and then you’ll see not everyone is how they seem to be.
There’s never going to be an easy way to get over things.
Running away from it, avoiding it, ignoring it, it makes a whole lot sense that nothing is going to be fixed until you do something about it.
I used to hold in a lot of stuff. But I learned to open up to certain people. Those heart-to-heart talks or vent sessions, made me realize that there’s people out there that actually cares. That I’m not alone. Though, there are things I would want to keep to myself because I don’t want to be left with nothing in the end, I’m thankful. I’m thankful of those people who’s always there for me. Those people who wouldn’t judge me and what I’m about. Those people who may not completely understand, but still try to. Because I know whatever happens to me, they wouldn’t let me face things alone. I used to be stuck on the idea of it’s okay to be alone. It’s less worries, less of that horrible feeling. But at one point, I know I would need them when I get stuck and I need to keep moving forward. And that’s why whatever it is, once in a while, I stop over thinking the horrors of life and just appreciate the people around me.
Life is ridiculous.
At one point, it gives you the best things. Things you don’t even think you deserve. And then later on, it gives you the worst. Things that would lead to your lowest points. Ugh. I just want balance, you know? I want things to work out. But this is just getting out of hand. And the more I get sad, the harder it is to try to be happy.
You’re never really completely over someone you loved.
Because if you really loved him with all your heart, a part of you will always still admire those little things that you fell for. The feelings may not be as strong anymore, but it’s true. It’s true, that you may be over that feeling, but the idea is still there. The memories made, the feelings that used to be there, it will never be forgotten. Because it was once a part of you, and it’s not easy to forget that. It meant something to you. And it’s natural to feel that way about someone that meant so much. But as you know, when something means so much, it hurts that much. All you can do is just keep moving forward, and realize the good things about life.
I’m getting so tired of forgiving you. I don’t know, but with every mistake you make, I just always end up forgiving you. I’m getting used to it. So I don’t even bother anymore. There’s no point whatsoever. You say sorry, I say sorry, in the end, it’s just an on going cycle. You mean a lot to me, and with every chance, I hope somehow you realize that it’s not easy for me. That just because I care about you that much, you can constantly take advantage of it every single time.
