"Unrequited love is the jagged edge of a shattered mirror, where every reflection of affection only serves to deepen the wounds of rejection, leaving behind a mosaic of pain that stains the soul."
-- Kit Wilde
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So i'll watch your life in pictures like i used to watch you sleep
and i feel you forget me like i used to feel you breathe
and i'll keep up with our old friends just to ask them how you are
hope its nice where you are.
Last Kiss - Taylor Swift
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Have you ever so desperately wished for the ones around you to actually see your problems and struggles,in hope that it will change the way they treat you,if not out of love,atleast out of pity.
-nipuna
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I was fifteen, when my mum discovered that I am posting short stories online instead of studying. I saw fear in her eyes as if writing was a profecy coming true. She told me that I should stop. I have always thought she did not understand me. I did not expect her to. Now, I suppose she knew what I was the minute she read my words. My mind was always full of words coming from emotions I was bottling. Writing was like a morning run and a lullaby before a nighttime sleep. Anyway, I stopped writing altogether. It felt like a betrayal, a forbidden exercise. I was ashamed and looking for another way to let myself go. It nearly destroyed me. Thus, I am in pieces now but it could have been much worse. God, I should have stood up to her. Look her in the eyes and tell her what I am. Let me write because this is the only thing holding me together. I don’t know much about anything else beside telling people what they feel. This is how I began disguising myself as someone I have never been. This the true illness corrupting my body and mind. My mum gave me a mission. To kill a writer in me. I am holding a knife but it is too late now. The writer’s face is so familiar, almost my own.
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i can't casually listen to music. unfortunately everything i like makes me want to drop to my knees.
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"Unrequited love is like a solitary star in the vast expanse of outer space, its brilliance lost amidst the darkness, forever yearning for the warmth of a companion that remains just beyond its reach, a cosmic dance of longing in the void."
-- Kit Wilde
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Someone said if he loves you he'll come back, so she waits.
Someone said if you love her then you should let her go, so he let her go.
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