I need something to do.
Or a cigarette.
Either one will do just fine.
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Please don’t forget. We’ll ignore one another’s existence. We’ll be assholes towards each other. We’ll avoid our true intimate thoughts. We’ll disregard the past. Just promise me you won’t forget me. That glimpse of me that you saw. Yes, the real me. Promise you won’t forget.
I was prepared, but it still hurt.
Ahh the sweet smell of being replaced
“I’m happy for you,” he told her.
She sighed. “Don’t tell me that.”
“What? Why not?” he asked.
“Because,” she said, “I don’t want you to be happy for me. I want you to say ‘forget him’ — that it’s supposed to be me and you. I want you to sweep me off my feet and take me somewhere far away so that it’s only us. I want you to say you still love me and you never stopped.” She rolled her eyes. “Screw ‘happy for you,’ I want you to fight for me. I want you to win.”
He told me he loved me and I could never do that to someone.”
“Do what exactly?” She asked
“Saying something like that and not mean it. And I guess that’s what makes it so hard for me to understand. I can’t believe someone could ever do that to me. Making me feel wanted and then just leave
I think I’m finally falling out of love with you, dear.
My heart doesn’t skip a beat when you text me and things that used to remind me of you now don’t.
I can smile again and hear your name and not feel that awful clench in my heart.
And when you texted me and told me you still loved me, I didn’t feel relieved or happy.
I just knew my heart had finally moved on.
Teach me how to fall out of love, teach me how to stop missing you, make me stop needing you, tell me how to unlove you..
March 18, 2015 (via iwrite-myheart)
My past has not defined me, destroyed me, deterred me, or defeated me; it has only strengthened me.
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