I think you need to fall in love with the wrong person. I think you need to fight and cry and sweat and bleed and fail. I think you need to have bad relationships and bad breakups. I think you need all of that so that when the right person and the right relationship finally comes along, you can sigh with relief and say, “Ah yes. That is how it’s supposed to feel.
Don’t date people in hopes of getting over them. If you think you’re ready, you better be damn sure. You better be sure that if your ex texts, calls, begs for you back, you will say no without a doubt. Before ever even considering asking someone to let you in, look at a photo and not have your heart ache. I’ve been guilty of this in the past and I’m so sorry. Thinking I’m over someone and that if I just had someone new, I would move on completely. Its bullshit. Don’t think you are ready, know you are ready. That desire you feel to immediately move on means that you aren’t over it. That jump is not a good jump. No one can help you get over someone, that’s a journey you need to take alone. Because even though it may seem simple or casual to you, you could be the person that allows them to feel for the first time in ages. You could be the person that throws them right back to the bottom, while you go back to something you released. Don’t drag someone along or get their hopes up just because you want to move on. You aren’t ready. You’re being selfish.
How dare you take someone along for the ride while you try to heal? If you are still in love your ex, stop looking for someone to fill the void that you need to fill yourself.
I guess what I’m trying to say is,
If I never see you again,
I hope you at least think of me from time to time
When that song comes on in the car,
Or the sun breaks through the windows a certain way
I hope it makes you smile,
I hope you are grateful too
i have so many questions i want to ask you but just don’t know how. and because i know for a fact that my voice would break and tears would start streaming down my face if i were to ask you in person, i am writing you this letter. furthermore, i don’t think that you would even listen to me. these days you seem to be ignoring me as if i’m your worst enemy.
how? that would be my first question.
how was it so easy for you to go? to just leave me and not even look back.
why would you leave and why would you leave like that? no explanation. no real goodbye. nothing.
was it even real? what we had, i mean. was it? because i’ve been dreaming so much about you lately that it seems like i can’t tell what’s real and what’s not anymore.
love, i wish you didn’t shatter my heart. i wish you didn’t make all these promises just to break them. i wish that you could have been honest with me from the beginning. honest about your intentions and your feelings for me.
the last time we were standing in front of each other, looking into your brown eyes made my knees go weak and my heart beat faster. how can someone feel so much and the other just not? i guess i’ll never know because i tend to give people all of me. always. with you it was no different. i gave you all of me, made you my favourite person in this shitty world and hoped that i would be your favourite too.
but this is farewell, my love. i hope that a part of you never forgets me. no matter how important i really was to you. i hope that wherever life takes you, it takes you someplace happy. you deserve it, i’m sure of that.