not alone but lonely
and hurting just the same
it’s always the same story
when my soul calls your name
close but not touching
present yet never near
bathed in deep yearning
that time cannot heal
full of love but so empty
fortunate yet in despair
a world without you
it’s just another life unfulfilled
—   m.d.k. // Lonely via @heartandsoulonpages
I’m moving on; as I miss you less and less each day. I soon realized my home was always within myself. For I will always be complete despite the damage you left me. So I guess this tragic goodbye taught me how to love myself more. Like the way I chose to be better, even if I’m on my own this time around.
—   Notes After A Breakup // Conee Berdera
What do you miss the most about him?”

“I’m not sure,” she whispered, looking down to the ground, “I’m not even sure if I do miss him. I miss the memories, and I miss talking to him and the way he made me feel. But I still don’t know if miss him, you know?“

—  am i supposed to miss him? | a.m
It is not easy to let go of people,
especially when they are of
kindred souls to your own.
You just have to trust that
however short they stayed in
your life, they have fulfilled
a beautiful purpose - perhaps
it was to touch you softly,
or to wake you up from a stupor,
or to teach you a lesson of
some sort. Whatever it was
they came into your life for,
you are never emptier for their
absence. Rather, you are more
whole for it. Love them while
letting them go. Love them
even after they are gone. And
love yourself all the more for
your strength.
—  The Subtle Art of Letting Go // Genefe Navilon