#letting you go

[dumblr]

You pushed me away and then blamed me for letting you go.

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[greyaugustuspoetry]

learned my lesson.

I came out barely breathing

and you came out just fine.

I guess four years of agony

gave me a lesson I had to learn

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[raindropsathought]

I wish you were here

#i miss you #letting you go #thoughts

[londonfromparis]

It’s odd, isn’t it? You spend all that time with someone and after enough time passes, pieces of them begin to slip away. I tried to remember today what your voice sounded like, and I couldn’t pinpoint it. I couldn’t remember the last thing we did together - or the tv shows you loved to watch. The tiny details were gone. I filled the gaps with things I’d like to believe about you, until I realize the real you has completely slipped away. I’m not sure who I’ve been holding onto.

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[hauntedandwholesome]

I hold no more hope

For your return

Therefore no more pain

When you don’t

With a surge of relief

Tears fall down my cheek

As I finally let you go

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[kirkshiresloss]

Most nights I don't sleep. I'll catch 3 or 4 hours and be up again. Leaving one nightmare into another. Keep having the same dream everything is super white and crisp. I can hear the fake ass birds outside I can feel the warmth of your body beside me. I smell your hair and and doze back off but I never leave this dream everything goes black and I wake up to you rubbing my hands because they hurt. Likd when you rubbed them that one morning I remember thinking Justin please don't fuck this up because no one ever cared enough to do that for me. it's only a nightmare because I have to relive it and wake up to a reality where you and I are miles apart in more ways than one.

You never could sleep unless a part of you was touching me. Some nights I would crawl into bed just to make sure that you got sleep. And watching you sleep became a hobby of mine. And I can tell you where every hair on your head is supposed to be. I'd run my fingers over your skin. and I just knew I got you too soon.

Everything has this dull monochromatic look to it now. The paint doesn't coat the canvas & the colors don't blend like they used to. Even my brush strokes are desperate; pressing so hard I tend to rip the canvas apart. And it's always been so easy to leave at the slightest bit of discomfort but not this time. How could I leave someone who has given me so much and never asked for anything in return but my time and attention...

Like trying to recapture a moment.

Like lightning trapped in a bottle.

Like The Sun also rising and setting at the same time.

Feeling like every moment we've ever had is coursing through my veins and now i can't tell if I'm high or dying but baby it's almost too late to call it. If I could hand you the loaded gun I sure wish you'd pull the trigger on it all. I can't bring myself to do it.

I only write about it here because it has to have somewhere to belong. There is no more room inside of me to fit these memories. But I won't set them down...I won't ever set them down...

-kirkshiresloss

//dog in a manger//

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[poetryatmost]

What I will remember most about you is the way that you tried; The way you held on to the end of us until your knuckles were slick with blood. And I don’t know whether it was me that you were holding on so tightly to, or your pride; I like to think that it was me.

-Poetry At Most

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[whirlwindofstuff]

I wallow in my heartbreak

I’m afraid to let it go

Because it will mean the end of us

And that finality scares me so

Our memories will be for naught

And I can’t— I can’t stomach that just yet

How we are but strangers who once crossed paths

But I know nothing more could ever last

So please bear with me a little more

Until I can finally let you go

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[ripin2]

and i no longer question if we were to ever make it in any other reality.

clarification of me letting you go 

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[dumblr]

It hurts to walk away from someone you care about, but if they aren't treating you right, i can assure you it hurts more to stay.

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[heartstringsandbrokenthings]

Letting you go is losing half of me. What do I do about that?

— S

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[raindropsathought]

I wish I could talk to you right now.

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[timeseternity]

You’ve Given Me Peace.

I’ve been dreaming of you. I look for your car all the time. For you. Hoping one day we can see each other out and about, and smile at one another. My dreams of you have been anything but pleasant. The most recent one, you shot me. And not like a gunshot went off and I woke up. We were fighting, and I saw you pull a gun. I turned away and braced myself, and you shot me in the middle of my back. I fell forward onto the floor, and laid there on my chest. I remember thinking “I don’t know what it feels like to be shot, and I don’t feel any pain. I just feel warmth in my whole chest. Am I dying?” I was screaming for help. You stood over me and said “they’re not fucking coming,” and left the room. I didn’t even wake up yet, but I wanted to. It’s like I knew I was dreaming and was praying I woke up before I died. I don’t know what that means. I don’t know how I wake up from a dream like that and still love you. But I do. Not in the sense that I want to be with you again. But I just love you. As I’m healing (or trying to at least), I’ve come to appreciate the bond we had. Whether it was strictly a trauma bond or what, it was clearly strong enough to keep us coming back for more for almost 7 years. The things we’ve done to one another, yet still have always had some speck of love for each other. It’s not healthy or normal or made to last. But it was real, and at least something good came out of it.

I truly think I stuck in this long enough to become the villain. Maybe subconsciously I knew that the only way to get you to stop hurting me was to hurt you back beyond repair. I think I always knew that. I used to beg you to let me go, and I’d wonder what it would take to get you to finally do that. I knew what I was doing, and I knew it would hurt you. At the time I found joy in it partly because I knew it meant we’d finally be done with one another and maybe that much closer to peace. But when the dust settled, I felt awful. I still do. I am truly sorry. I’m sorry I’ve hurt you, in all the ways I have throughout the years. People tell me you’ve deserved it. It’s easy to say that and believe it considering the cheating, lies, and abuse. But I don’t feel like you deserved to hurt regardless of how you hurt me. Contrary to what you’ve said to me, I am not that evil. I tried to be. I thought hurting you would feel good. That it would feel right and justified. It didn’t, and it still doesn’t. And for that, I’m sorry.

Everyday I’m working towards forgiving you. I thought I had, then everything stirred up again and I realized I had only buried you, not forgiven you. Little by little, though, I do. Every other minute in the day I go from loving you to hating you. But I know one day, the hate will be gone and I will have only love for you. I hope to see you one day and only appreciate the love and laughs we shared. I often think about the times we’d be falling over in the kitchen laughing, trying not pee. Or in bed cracking up, while I hit your arm from laughing so hard. Or the games we’d play finishing each other’s sentences or trying to land on the same words- and not to mention how easily it was to do that. One day I will see you and see my old best friend, someone I truly grew up with. One day, all that will be left when I think of you will be love. It’s still there now, just mixed in with a bunch of other things. Loving you, and being hurt by you, changed me in stages. First I was weak, then I guess I became evil, thinking that was strength. I think the real strength is coming now. I feel myself becoming the woman I’m meant to be: loving, kind, accountable and self-aware, respectful and respectable. The last 7 years have felt like I’ve been knocked down over and over. And although I kept getting back up, I never quite figured out how to fix my footing and make sure it didn’t happen again. That’s happening now. So I just wanted to thank you.

If you read this and feel hate, I hope you don’t feel inclined to respond. Because I guess the self righteous part of me hopes you’re healing too, and becoming the man I’ve always known you can be. My ego would feel too bruised if you were still hateful. But then again, it’s not about my ego anymore. And you will probably hate me for some time. After all, it did take me 7 years to get to this point. But I do hope now, or even one day, you feel the way I do. Maybe even just an ounce. I love and respect you and what we had. I’m grateful. I’m proud of what we experienced- not always proud about what we did and how we did it- but proud nonetheless. I’m happy when I think of the laughs I shared with my once-best friend. And I am sad that it came to end. But I am also so understanding of why it wasn’t built to last, and accepting of why all the bad happened the way it did.

Our relationship is the defining relationship of my life. That doesn’t mean it was meant to be forever. Our relationship, and you, have shaped me more than anything or anyone has or ever will. I am becoming the woman I was intended to be. Nothing will shake me again, and that’s all credit to the strength I’ve gained from the life I shared with you. Thank you.

“Lifetimes” has always meant just that. I will meet you in every life. And I will love you in every life. I can only hope that each lifetime, we learn faster and love harder. Maybe eons down the road, we will actually work out. If we do, I can’t wait to experience that love. And if we don’t, I’m at peace because I know in my soul that every time we finally walk away from each other, this will always be the relationship and you will always be the man that made me who I was meant to be. Goodbye. Lifetimes.

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[bigarcade]

We lose something we love and it seems natural to try to reconstruct it – mulling over memories, sorting through missteps, bleeding our expired hopes and habits onto paper, hoping some part of what we’ve loved will still be salvageable.

- This is me letting you go, Heidi Priebe

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[vncientsoul]

And she stared out into the distance, through the frost covered windowpane on that cold and stormy night, wondering. Wondering if he still loved her the way he did before the storm.

-c.f.

#unrequited crush #just friends #summertime sadness #letting you go

[coldhearted24]

#moving on #forever and always #one that got away #could have been better #love notes to no one #self love #letting my thoughts out #letting you go #self growth #from me to you