“I can’t handle this,” he told her.
But something in his expression screamed:
“I can’t handle you.”
And she thought then, that perhaps all relationships were just a case of who gave up first. And her pride couldn’t decide which was worse: giving up when you had promised them not to, or waking up to find that they had given up on you.
Oktober 20th, 2014 / 9.746 Anmerkungen
I always thought we would find our way back to each other.
But this time it’s different.
Now, I know that our paths will never cross again. And gosh, it hurts.
Oktober 17th, 2014 / 6.193 Anmerkungen
I could not tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or if it was the second or third or fourth. But I remember the first moment I looked at you walking toward me and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with you.
Oktober 16th, 2014 / 1.809 Anmerkungen
I realize, that overall, you weren’t worth it. There were moments with you that made me really, really happy; but the majority of the time you shut me out. That’s why I swear I’ll try and get over you. We might have had something really great, but I guess we’ll never know. I’ll never forget the good times I had with you, but I’ll also never forget how you hurt me more than anyone I have ever known.
Oktober 16th, 2014 / 5.306 Anmerkungen
As I stand here looking at you, I wonder if there will ever be a day when I will get over your smile. When I will let go of the hugs you gave me, a day that I continue to feel. A day when I forget the words you said to me. Whatever happens to us, I know I could never get over, let go of, or forget about you.
Oktober 16th, 2014 / 3.008 Anmerkungen