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“I look to you from the passenger seat, the wind from the wide open window blowing my hair back. You smile and sing along to your favorite song as it blares on the car radio. You throw up your hand to move with the beat, looking over at me as your smile gets bigger. I turn up the music even more. I don’t want this moment to end.”
Love is in all of the unexpected places, treasure it
I know it will be the death of me. Again. My heart will die a second time when he tells me.
Why is it always me who gets the heartbreak?
I've heard that if a crush lasts longer than 4 months, you're already in love. So what happens when I've been infatuated with you for 60 months, Does this mean I've fallen in love with you 15 times? Or have I simply wasted 5 years? 60 months? 261 weeks? 1825 days?
That one crush
I loved you and you broke me. I cared for you and you ignored me. I said all good things about you and you wouldn’t even talk to me. I can’t believe you did this and you didn’t even know. But it’s okay because no matter what I will always love you and you will never love me back.
Story of my life #3
You taught me how to live, but you will also be the death of me.
Why?
• [I have scars but the most painful ones are fresh and in my heart.] •
They can’t be seen and hiding the pain hurts even more.
I’m sick and tired of you playing this game. Fiddling with my heart and head like you’re a toddler playing with his toys. I’ve had enough of the kindergarten games you throw every which way, trying to get more people to play along, trapping them in a world where not only your love is nonexistent, but all of reality as well. Just stop playing and let me go.
It hurts
I told my friend what hurt the most.
I want you to tell me, to trust me, to want me.