herheavyheart

[herheavyheart]

i read that love given is never lost for it always comes back in the shape of a hobby, a song or even a different person. i fear i have loved you too much, so much that after you i started painting and crocheting and journaling and cooking and drawing and maybe i loved you unsteadily

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[herheavyheart]

time is passing, death is coming, and for what it's worth i'll spend my whole life wishing it would've been you and no one else

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[herheavyheart]

out of everything you taught me, the one thing that stuck with me is this : to be in love with each other was never enough. we had love, and somehow i thought having that was all we needed to make us work but i was so, so far from the truth. it takes more than love to keep two people like us together.

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[herheavyheart]

At the end of everything, nothing matters that much. 5, 10, 40 years from now, you will look back on your wasted opportunities caused by fear and all the times you felt a crippling anxiety and regret you ever let the little things get to you. You only get one shot at life, one shot to make the most of it, to be carefree and live by your own rules.

Whatever you do and no matter the path you choose to take in life, always remember these things : you're human and therefore not perfect so don't be hard on yourself for every humanely mistakes you make, you are not responsible for the way people choose to act and for the things they choose to say, stay true to yourself cause you are the only one who truly know your own heart.

Life is not a straight line nor all gold. Life is a rollercoaster, it can turn to black in a second — and if it does, keep in mind that every single thing you go through will eventually pass. Temporary is what life is. And there is always, always light on the other side.

[herheavyheart]

I remember looking at you and thinking, "I've never loved anyone like that, and there's no one quit like him. There will never be another", and I remember feeling my chest hurt everytime I thought of a world without you in it. I was so sure, back then, of what we had, and I never wanted to lose that.

I did lose it. You. The world doesn't seem as bright and joyful as when you were right next to me ; it turned to black. At least my world did.

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[herheavyheart]

i gave up on love a long time ago. i gave up when all of my love ended up in all the wrong hands, over and over again, and when it turned me into someone i hated. someone heartless, cold and scarred, when i once felt warm like the sun to everyone who was lucky enough to touch me.

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[herheavyheart]

i need to remind myself that this is it — this is my life, and it is the only one i have and will ever have. i can't postpone it. i can't wait to live it. this is it, right now, the present. i am alive and breathing and i can't keep forgetting that i only have one shot at making the most of it.

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[herheavyheart]

i thought the night of our breakup was unbearably hard — but the morning after, oh, the morning after was worse. waking up in a life that didn't include you anymore, stumbling on things that, somehow, always reminded me of you, and that morning-after-the-breakup pain in my chest, the kind of pain you know you'll spend a lifetime trying to heal.

i did not lose you that night. i lost you every morning that came after. you had carved your name in every simple thing like songs, movies, the way you took your coffee and how you loved rainy days. and it was all tainted now. i woke up every morning after wishing it would be a sunny day.

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[herheavyheart]

Today I looked back at how my life used to be, how I had you and thought I always would. Was I naïve to think that nothing could ever change us, that we were infinite in a world where everything's temporary? Even the greatest lovers die, even us.

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[herheavyheart]

i'm a memory keeper, i'm the kind of girl who's got a hard time letting go of her past and who deals with nostalgia and melancholy on a daily basis

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[herheavyheart]

i want to be more, so much more, but i don’t know how, and i don’t know how to stop being so frozen by fear and doubts and the future

[herheavyheart]

I don’t know who I am, I’m a lost soul wandering the earth without knowing where to go, what to do. I often ask myself what my purpose is and I never find an answer, and so I wonder if I have any purpose at all, or was I just put in this living hell to question my existence all the time? Will I die having only experienced doubt, overthinking, fear, hate and tears?

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[herheavyheart]

My issue with love is that I can’t seem to measure it... I love too much, or not enough. I never found the in-between and I fear I never will. I’m bound to either drown in the sea of my love or die in the lack of it.

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[herheavyheart]

i'm always grieving, grieving, grieving. i'm grieving what we could've been, i'm grieving every version of me who died with the decisions i made, i'm grieving books i never read and music i'll never listen and every little thing that makes life not so unbearable

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[herheavyheart]

never stay somewhere you don't belong. never hold on for dear life when things should be simple and easy. never shut the voices that tell you to run as fast as you can. never put yourself second. never ignore the uncomfortable feeling you get from someone you think you love. and never ever please anyone to make them happy if it makes your miserable.

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[herheavyheart]

We were meant to be together, meant to find each other again and again and again until, finally, it would be right and simple. You're the only soul who made me believe in faith — how couldn't I when it has brought us together everytime we were apart?

It is you, it has always been you and it will always be you. My sweet lover, my thread of gold, my future. No love could ever be as strong as ours, and no matter where you are or who you are with, you will always find me sitting in our park bench, waiting for you, loving you more than I did the day before.

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[herheavyheart]

Haunted by the "what if"s. Haunted by the "what could've been"s. My soul cries for this love that was cut short, way too short.

What could've we been today if you had loved me better then ? What if we never fought that night ? What would we be now if I would've never left ?

I like to think of an alternative reality where we figured our shit out and stayed throughout the better and the worse—especially the worse. I like to think of us happy and in love, the way we should've been today, the way we could've been if...

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