Tumgik
#relationship ending
Text
Tumblr media
Things aren't changing, and my fingers are numb from holding your hand.
19 notes · View notes
chrissy-kaos · 9 months
Note
How do you feel about Sammie interacting with all these girls on tumblr?. Being flirtatious and such. Your relationship ending is still pretty fresh I imagine. It's got to be tough.
Honestly, I'm really trying to care less about it. Does it hurt sure. Just like it probably hurts her to see my post and my interactions. Tho im not sure how much, if at all. It is what it is.. but I know what kind of person she is, and i thought she was different. Come to find out she's not. Do i still love her.. yes.. I gave her every single bit of me and more. But i know better now. I don't have enough time in my life left to waste. She used up what i had. I'll never get that back. I'm extremely bitter about it. So I'm not going to waste the remaining time worrying about what she's doing. I'm trying not to care. I'm going to stay in my own lane and do me. Hell, I don't even follow her anymore. That's how much I'm trying. Is it working not really but still....
Tumblr media
11 notes · View notes
Text
According to TMZ, Ariana Grande and Dalton Gomez have reportedly ended their relationship and are now moving towards a divorce.
Tumblr media
14 notes · View notes
the-knife-in-my-heart · 9 months
Text
yesterday was the day
the day we would have known each other for five years
but i don't know you anymore
did you think of me?
did you remember?
i did
i always will
9 notes · View notes
jgreg39 · 3 months
Text
We were like a cigarette and a blunt left in an ashtray
Both burnt out
Left for the dead
It was nice, being together
Up until the end
4 notes · View notes
le-panda-chocovore · 1 year
Text
"I can love you and still let you go" (13 reasons why)
I choose to leave, please let me go.
7 notes · View notes
katiajewelbox · 5 months
Text
Tumblr media
Reminds me of how I made my decision to leave the person who was causing me so much anxiety and self doubt. I am much happier and well on the way to be mentally well again after I left him to go be with his career!
5 notes · View notes
Text
Packing up half of your life, well not your life I guess but half of what was supposed to be your future, into a few boxes to drop off at the next custody exchange feels like when someone else if giving you CPR and cracks your ribs in the process. It’s necessary for life to keep going after a traumatic event but will still cause damage while it’s happening.
4 notes · View notes
breakuppoetry · 2 years
Text
Tumblr media
James Schuyler, “Daylight”
62 notes · View notes
liddobabyyyyyyy · 1 year
Text
I just wanna be Loved
Cherished
Adored
Acknowledged
What is soo hard about wanting what you give
Feeling unloved unappreciated from someone you love soo much is a different kinda string pulled on your heart…
8 notes · View notes
Text
Best By Date
My Instagram feed has adjusted already - showing me (more or less) inspirational reels, all dealing with looking at your relationship realistically, how to break up, how to deal with the loss and all that.
And we haven't even broken up yet.
I have been trying so hard to fit into it, that new idea of a future he suddenly developed a year ago. But I can't do it, don't want to do it. Love should be easier than this. I shouldn't have to bend myself in a completely different shape to make it work.
So I admitted that it's not gonna work. First to myself, slowly over time, and then to him, last week.
But we didn't break up then. Call me stupid, I probaby will in the future, but I am not ready yet. Ready to leave him/us/this whatever we now have. Perhaps I am in shock. Because I actually "gave up"/stopped fighting so hard and accepted that no, there's nothing that can be done.
Our relationship has reached it's best by date.
4 notes · View notes
starflower217 · 1 year
Text
Ngl kinda feeling like my anxiety is through the rough and that my relationship is failing. I’m vibing to my childhood YouTuber rn so that’s something.
2 notes · View notes
hasnain-90 · 1 year
Text
every story has an end . 🥀
5 notes · View notes
ranch-sauce29 · 3 months
Text
Sometimes I wonder how you feel about us not talking. It’s been easy for me not to reach out because I always did in the past. Begging to be thrown back in the loop of insanity I was so comfortable with. I think about dropping off your Christmas gift and your shirt. I remember how you said you wanted your first Polaroid picture to be of us to make up for the one we took so long ago. I wonder what your first picture turned out to be. I think about you getting yourself together and surprising me with flowers in your hand and your car on the road. But you will never be the guy that fights for us, for me. I do wish you nothing but the best, but it is truly over. I must let you go. You were honest when you said you weren’t looking for a relationship. So many bad habits you were willing to let go of but didn’t. You weren’t prepared to care for someone outside of your established circle. You were honest when you said you didn’t love me after a confessed I loved you. There were so many qualities about me that you couldn’t stand. Our love languages were too different. I’m overly affectionate, whereas you were selective with your expressions. You weren’t honest when you said you loved me before I left for college, you proved that after cheating and being nonchalant about us not speaking. I look back, and I feel stupid. I prolonged the inevitable. We were never meant to be. I hope I never hear from you again! After many years of us knowing each other it’s obvious there’s two sides and they were both toxic. You told me you loved me because no one else loved you the way that I did. I realize now that you stayed for the energy I gave you and the time I allowed you to waste. We always said in our own time “this is the last time” I’m so tired of our story. We don’t know how to love, respect, and understand each other. no matter everything we tried and communicated in plain English. We were destined to fail. You are my biggest regret and toughest lesson. No longer fighting for unrequited feelings or effort. I refuse to waste my time or tamper with my peace. I realize that when you looked at me, I felt extremely uncomfortable and out of place. The silence made my stomach sick and your complete lack of contact made me feel cold. I understood in that moment there was no longer any love around us, from us towards each other. I felt melancholy, so sad to finally let you go, but relieved I had the strength to do so. Never again will I beg or cry or force anything. I will look back and use our past as my lesson and guidelines on how to move forward. “Leave me alone”, you begged knowing the harder I fought the more prolonged it would be. I have no more energy to put into us. I know it’s absolutely necessary that we officially part ways. I can go on about, how I would’ve done so much differently, but I won’t regret the choice I’ve made to walk away. letting go of my first love means finally giving up. It means forgetting six years and losing the rose tinted glasses used when reflecting on old memories. It means no longer thinking of all my favorite things about you and focusing on everything I hated or agonized over. It means no longer being in your corner. No longer accepting disrespect from you or anybody. It’s shifting from being in love to having love but keeping my distance. It means no communication or information on what you’re doing. It means driving a wedge and forcing it to stay in place. You were my best friend, my first love. I never wanted to be apart and being around you made me happiest until it didn’t. I felt conflicted about caring for you. I felt like he was my biggest distraction. “One more chance to make it right” “I didn’t try because I knew you would come back” how lousy, so predictable and weak. I can’t wait until your memory doesn’t make my heart hurt. Until I’m no longer addicted to you or attached to you. I’ve always struggled with letting go, but all I want is to release you, set you free, and pray you don’t come back
1 note · View note
ash-and-starlight · 5 months
Text
Tumblr media
humble contribution
15K notes · View notes
heybluewolf · 4 months
Text
— Living a secret romance is only interesting in art. In real life, it's exhausting.
— But if it's truly love, it's not exhausting. If you love her, it doesn't make you weary.
— You're clouded by an idea that doesn't exist. Just love is not enough. That's a well-crafted lie, and many fools still believe it today.
– heybluewolf
1 note · View note