How much tears have I shed as well. I am afraid, we all are. Love is such a big word. I thought I knew how to love someone with my heart, but I came to realise that sometimes loving someone with all your heart is not enough. The words that you have said is engrave deeply that how much I have hurt you and I couldnt help feeling any less stupid that I thought we were happier than that. I feel that I am naively thinking that things were ok. I want this to work, but I don’t know how to. The last thing I ever want is to hurt you.
“I want you to know that it is not always easy to love me. That sometimes my chest is a field full of landmines, and where you went last night, you can’t go tomorrow. There is no manual, there is no road map, no help line you can call; my body does not come with instructions, and sometimes even I don’t know what to do with it. This cannot be easy. But still, you touch me anyway.”—Ivan E. Coyte (via wordsthat-speak)
“Never ignore a person who loves you, cares for you, and misses you. Because one day, you might wake up from your sleep and realize that you lost the moon while counting the stars.”—Nico Lang (via r-ibcage)
i gather up all my courage and decide to take your hand and follow your lead. to give chance to the stifled mind. to give us a chance. pick fear up on my back and run with it instead of from it. anchor to something special.
its your efforts and your heart, here, in my chest, who have warmed mine with your steady breathing and your quiet lulls that rock me back and forth to safe place.
“Sadness gives depth. Happiness gives height. Sadness gives roots. Happiness gives branches. Happiness is like a tree going into the sky, and sadness is like the roots going down into the womb of the earth. Both are needed, and the higher a tree goes, the deeper it goes, simultaneously…”—Osho (via mindfuldaydreams)
“She fell, she hurt, she felt. She lived. And for all the tumble of her experiences, she still had hope. Maybe this next time would do the trick. Or maybe not. But unless you stepped into the game, you would never know.”— Sarah Dessen, This Lullaby (via thresca)
to move on, or to keep my prayers and faith that he will turn around and see me one day. and that day will be near soon before i knew it. i thought about this a million times. every other day, i told myself that i am not that girl. i should just move on. but every time when i told myself wake up on my silly thoughts and give him up but there is something about him that i cant seems to give up.
I forgive the tears I was made to shed, I forgive the pain and the disappointments, I forgive the betrayals and the lies, I forgive the slanders and intrigues, I forgive the hatred and the persecution, I forgive the blows that hurt me, I forgive the wrecked dreams, I forgive the still-born hopes, I forgive the hostility and the jealousy, I forgive the indifference and ill will, I forgive the injustice carried out in the name of justice, I forgive the anger and the cruelty, I forgive the neglect and the contempt, I forgive the world and all its evils