There are so many things that I do not understand: for instance how a person can be so kind one moment and so cruel the next. For instance, why we fall in love and why we fall out. For instance, why your hands are so near some days and other days so distant. For instance, why I keep on letting you in, knowing full well that you will never stop leaving.
In my dreams I am kissing your mouth and you’re whispering ‘where have you been?’
I say, ‘I’ve been lost but I’m here now.
You’re the only person who has ever been able to find me.’
“I knew it hurt him and he knew it hurt me and neither of us could do a thing about it. We sat on the floor trying to fix each other, all the while knowing there was no way we could. We lay with our legs entwined until finally he said, “I love you, right? God knows I fucking love you. But this isn’t working, is it? We’re breaking each other’s heart and it feels like we’re running on borrowed time.“ And I said nothing because he was right and I hated it. I lay there silently, hating the way everything contradicted itself. I lay there and hated it all.”
“Sometimes people come into your life and all you can do is appreciate them while they’re there, and try not to get attached to the way they bring light into your life; and try not to miss them when they leave.
i write because im not heard and always being shut down or silenced by those i love. i swear im always being treated like they’d rather see me and not hear me.
