Life is a Song

You can't go back to how things were or how you thought they were.
All you really have is now...so you should make the best of it.

Wanna know the fucking truth? Nobody is fucking happy. Nobody has skin made from oil paint and sunlight. Nobody fucking understands this world. Fuck, nobody probably understands math as much as they claim. You’re here one day and the next you’re not. Drink beer and watch the sunrise from every rooftop. Take photographs naked. Take photographs kissing. Wanna know the fucking truth? There is no such thing as the right person. People leave. They change like ocean currents, they leave you with bruises in your calves. And you wanna know the fucking truth? You get better. You learn to live.
You wanna know the fucking truth? Then go find it.

But even if I fall in love again
with someone new
It could never be the way
I loved you

But even if I fall in love again

with someone new

It could never be the way

I loved you

When it’s right, love makes you more than you were and more than you thought you could be.

When it’s right, love makes you more than you were and more than you thought you could be.

I was never scared of ghosts until you left 
but now I see you everywhere and in everything 
and it’s making it hard to breathe sometimes

I was never scared of ghosts until you left

but now I see you everywhere and in everything

and it’s making it hard to breathe sometimes

One day I hope we’ll both forget the storms we danced through.You’ll forget about the days we spent togetherbecause I’ll still be across the world.
But I want you to know that I honestly believed it could have been you&me forever.We just didn’t know how to be good for each other and how to stay that way.
In another world, it is you,it will always be you. 

One day I hope we’ll both 
forget the storms we danced through.
You’ll forget about the days we spent together
because I’ll still be across the world.


But I want you to know that I honestly believed 
it could have been you&me forever.
We just didn’t know how to be good for each other 
and how to stay that way.


In another world, it is you,
it will always be you. 

I know I’m not getting any more good morning messages from you. I stayed up all night remembering our seductive messages and all the sweet things we said to each other and all the moments we shared. I waited a long time to say this goodbye; I waited because I was hoping that you’d come back and that things would get better between us. But I guess you’re too busy with better people and a brighter world in which I no longer fit in. 
Everyone’s been telling me since months to “just say goodbye.” But they never knew that it wasn’t that easy because you meant the world to me. But I know now that you’ve moved on, so I’m sorry for holding on to little pieces of you to keep what we had alive. 
I know I’ll still miss you for a very long time because you were the best thing that ever happened to me and because we never forget our first love. But I know it’s time for me to let you go. 

So this is it. Goodbye baby. I wish you all the best in your life.

I know I’m not getting any more good morning messages from you. I stayed up all night remembering our seductive messages and all the sweet things we said to each other and all the moments we shared. I waited a long time to say this goodbye; I waited because I was hoping that you’d come back and that things would get better between us. But I guess you’re too busy with better people and a brighter world in which I no longer fit in.

Everyone’s been telling me since months to “just say goodbye.” But they never knew that it wasn’t that easy because you meant the world to me. But I know now that you’ve moved on, so I’m sorry for holding on to little pieces of you to keep what we had alive. 

I know I’ll still miss you for a very long time because you were the best thing that ever happened to me and because we never forget our first love. But I know it’s time for me to let you go. 

So this is it. Goodbye baby. I wish you all the best in your life.

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.

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.

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.

(Source: unpoeticheartbreak, via fl0at-on-anyway)

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.

(Source: thingskeptaway)

It’s still you.

It’s still you.

I can’t stand it to think my life is going so fast and I’m not really living it.

(Source: uglypnis, via poeticheartache)

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.

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.