(Source: promiseswillonlybreakus, via eletheowl)
(Source: promiseswillonlybreakus, via eletheowl)
(via eletheowl)
I love you, that’s it. And it’s so hard for me to say or even believe that I feel like this. It’s not fair, how could I love you, after all you’ve done. And then it hit me that love is just love. It can overcome almost anything, not all things, but a lot. It can be dormant for many years, but resurface again years later, disrupting and destroying everything you thought you knew.But maybe it the midst of this chaos, you have the courage to start anew.
A lot of time we don’t really forgive, to me, forgiving someone takes courage. It’s the right balance of being understanding, and making amends. It’s about letting go of the pain or sadness you’ve felt because it’s crippling you.
I don’t think I ever really forgave you, I gave into you. I don’t know why, maybe I just didn’t want to be without you. Maybe I felt it was better to compromise myself, to save for “us” and what we had.
But maybe I was just scared, because I realized what we were reduced to, a whole mess of hurt. And maybe things couldn’t have been the same again. And now I know.. they never will.
Often forgiveness means also letting go, and that takes time, patience, it’s saying goodbye. It’s a process, it’s gradual.
And if I let go right now, i will let go of everything, and that would mean letting go of you. Maybe it’s taken me so long to tell you I forgive because I didn’t want to let you go.I didn’t want a goodbye, but I’ll admit, this, us, has always felt unfinished, a cliff-hanger ending.
Should’ve done something but I’ve done it enough
By the way your hands were shaking
Rather waste some time with you
Should’ve said something but I’ve said it enough
By the way my words were faded
Rather waste some time with you
oh my god. poor poor baby :(This baby girl has a disease. It’s a cancer that is slowly eating up her body. Its called Necrotizing Fasciitis (Flesh-Eating Bacteria). She is currently under serious condition. This was put on tumblr to be reblogged for donations. Each reblog is equivalent to $1. The more reblogs, the more money goes for her treatment. Every 4 hours a child dies from cancer. I am praying for her.
(Source: obeyswagness, via hopelessdaydream)
It’s sad how I wish I could find it in my heart to forgive you, to look at you and not feel hurt. But that’s all we are now, just a whirlwind of hurt. And I’m sorry, I’m so sorry but I never want to see you again, and I think it would just be better if we just quarantined the part of our lives that overlapped. Keep it somewhere where it can’t hurt you. But I’ll always feel this emptiness, even if I manage to forget you. My life is tinged with a feeling that something is missing.. and it’s you. I’ll never admit it out loud but I love you, I love you so much.