For the first time,

I heard him laugh,

and in that moment

I realized,

music wasn’t

the only thing

that can make

the most beautiful


Tears and Melodies // ma.c.a

I have learned that feeling empty sometimes is okay. Iโ€™ve got to refill myself with something at some point. Art, love, solitude, random acts of kindness. I really donโ€™t know, but thatโ€™s what makes being whole again so exciting.
—  Juansen Dizon, Emptiness
I still miss you, I do. But I guess in the end Iโ€˜m glad we only found each other to fall apart. If weโ€˜d never tried, I would have never known. I would have spent my nights lying awake, wondering what couldโ€™ve been if Iโ€˜d only been brave enough to take a step towards you. And I did, I did it with my arms opened wide and my eyes pressed shut so tight, I swear I could see the stars. It was scary and new and dizzying, but you kept me tethered to the ground. It was beautiful while it lasted, and I never got the impression that you werenโ€™t treating me right, that maybe I was just too different and we werenโ€™t right for each other. That while I was looking for something to give me peace, you were on the hunt for your next adventure. That while we fit so perfectly, my hand in yours, cheek pressed against cheek, what we wanted from life did not. Itโ€™s kind of sad, but it took you walking out of my life for me to finally realise my worth. For the first time I did not think I wasnโ€™t enough or too much. I wasnโ€™t afraid that I said the wrong thing or acted in a way that upset you. We ended quietly, not with a crash and not with a burn. I understood that we didnโ€™t work in the ways that mattered. And somehow, itโ€™s right that we didnโ€™t. Because for weeks that felt like a handful of moments, we fit together like two pieces of a whole.
—  two pieces of a whole / n.j.

“And I’m retreating in covers and closing the curtains
One thing’s for certain, oh
A year like this passes so strangely,
Somewhere between sorrow and bliss”

“Too Much is Never Enough,” Florence + the machine

Today I cried 

When I killed a spider

Because I realized 

Maybe he deserved to live 

More than I did 

And who was I

To take this life 


While I’m still here




My entire account, all I have ever written, is to convey this.

All I want is for someone to look at my words and say-

“I get you. I understand you. It feels that way to me too. You’re not alone.”

friends can break your heart too and sometimes they donโ€™t even realise they are doing it. everyone says that the opposite of love is not hate but indifference and thatโ€™s what really get me. because we never really fought or hated each other, we just let time and life get between us and there is not a reason why for this distance. and thatโ€™s what hurts me the most: not knowing if itโ€™s real or all in my head.
—  Written by @giulswrites for @poetryclub13 word prompt: friends can break your heart too.
If you love someone and they also love you back, then you must be very real with them. Be honest. Be authentic with what you really would like the relationship to be. Thereโ€™s no reason to put on some masks for they already love you for who you are. So what is it that you want? Is it affection? Is it deep discussions? Is it showing interest in intellectual pursuits? Is it space and alone time? Adventure? Acknowledgment and appreciation for the kind things that you do? Think about it. Think about it and breathe and then decide. And then go get the love that you truly, truly deserve.
—  Juansen Dizon, A Real Relationship