I always think of you before I fall asleep. The words you said, the way you looked. The things we laughed about, the silent moments we shared. And when I dream, I’ll dream of you. Because it’s about you, it’s always about you.
Just shut up. Every time it rains, it stops raining. Every time you hurt, you heal. After darkness, there is always light and you get reminded of this every morning but still you choose to believe that the night will last forever. Nothing lasts forever. Not the good or the bad. So you might as well smile while you’re here.
We don’t down bottles of vodka for “fun”. We do it to drown our sorrows and numb the pain we feel from missing someone who doesn’t miss us back. We drink to burn out the memories of the way things used to be and the people we once were. But ironically, those people are the only things we remember when we’ve sipped vodka to the point of no return.
It’s such a weird thing how a breakup stretches much wider than you’ll ever expect. You don’t just lose a person, but their entire world as well.
It’s still you.
It’s interesting how we learn to forget. How we force forgetting. But what does it mean when you cycle out to being strangers with the person who meant everything to you? Because you never really stop knowing each other in a special way.
Maybe there’s no choice but to make them someone different in your mind, not the person who knew your daily anxieties and what you looked like naked and what made you cry and how much you loved them.
When our lives revolve around someone, they don’t just stop revolving around them even if all that’s left is the grief and pain that comes with their memory. Because you loved them, there will always be parts of them that linger. The memories that are impressed on the places you went and the things you said and the songs you listened to will remain. We all eventually find ourselves standing in the checkout line, hearing one of those songs come on and realizing that all of a sudden, we’re revolving around them again. And maybe we never stopped.
How can emptiness be so heavy?
Und selbst wenn ich dich nicht kriege,
wird eines für immer sein.
Der Schmerz in meinem Herzen,
mein Leben ohne dich gewesen zu sein.
Weil du die Liebe meines Lebens bist.
I love you, and I don’t know if I’ll ever really stop. No matter who I’m with, it’s you that I think about. I’m not saying I’m unhappy without you, and I’m not saying I can’t live without you because I can, I would just much rather live with you next to me.
I can’t let go of you.
I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear.
Don’t fall in love with someone who lives
four thousand miles away
because everything inside of you will
fracture when you realize it won’t work.