I looked through our conversations when we used to be on cloud nine and in love, these were the times you told me how lucky you are to have a girl like me, how thankful you are because you never received such love I was giving to you and whatever happens, you will never let me go. The words you said mean everything to me and it stabs my heart, realizing that these words mean nothing anymore. I can’t help myself but to cry my heart out till the sun has set. The pain is too heavy to bear, the love I believed to be true and different was gone. We used to be over the moon, but the present tells the opposite. This is stupid of me to say but, I won’t deny the fact that I miss you so much. I love you, I still do. But somehow, I’ve come with the thought that I can’t do anything anymore, I need to let you go because it’s the right thing to do. I’ve decided to finally move on and this would be the last time I would cry over you because there was nothing left to hold on to and I can’t hold on to something that doesn’t want to be held.
I’m sorry. I’m sorry because I was the reason why you let things end. I’m sorry for the terrible mistake I made, I never blamed you for deciding to end this because you were hurt and I understand. I only have myself to blame. But, I was hoping you would’ve understood, that I did it for us. I always feared the day would come, the day you will finally won’t take back the words you’ve said. I’m sorry for the other things that have hurt you, for the things that made you cry, jealous and mad.
Thank you. I’m thankful that I met you because you have given me a temporary bliss. I laughed and smiled because of you. Somehow, you made me feel loved and beautiful in a short period of time. Thank you for the good days: the days we felt unstoppable like we’re flying high, when holding your hand felt like home, leaning on your shoulders made me feel secure and hearing your voice sound like the angels are singing. It was worth it, being loved and loving you. Thank you for making me realize how capable I am to love someone. You proved forever within a number of days. You were the greatest and worst thing ever happen to me.
Goodbye. This will be the last time that I will write you a message, I’ll accept the fact that some things are meant to end, even though I used to believe that you won’t let that happen. I did everything I could to make you stay, but I guess your life no longer includes me because, you’re happy now and I can see that clearly. You already found a love that’s all the things ours couldn’t be. I hope you find overwhelming joy by her side, I hope she won’t hurt you and make you cry. I hope for the best for the both of you. It hurts but I’ve accepted the painful truth that I am just a distant memory now. I don’t regret loving you, but what I regret is that I let myself believe that this would last.
I won’t forget you and the memories, I will always keep you alive in my heart. I’ll just get used to not having you in my life anymore. Deep within my heart knows getting over you won’t be simple. I need to stop loving you so I can start loving myself again. You were a painful blessing, but you were also a great lesson. I guess you’re just another chapter of my life needed to end. I still and will pray for your safety and happiness even though I’m in pain right now, I still believe you deserve the best. I hope you find everything in her that you couldn’t find in me. You will always be my greatest love.
i think one Tip i would give to anyone abt using tumblr is that you’re under no obligation to answer your anons… like if someone’s baiting you, then it’s a totally acceptable option to jst delete the message and move on.
Forgive the past. It is over. Learn from it and let go. People are constantly changing and growing. Do not cling to a limited, disconnected, negative image of a person in the past. See that person now. Your relationship is always alive and changing.
Brian L. Weiss, Messages from the Masters: Tapping Into the Power of Love
I’m curious how many people take the time to read the messages that accompany my posts and how many people just reblog what they see and move on. The messages are there for a reason. They are often carefully thought out and intended to inspire, encourage, inform motivate and help. They are not just “hey look at me” or “don’t I look good in this outfit today.” I have many followers that I know take the time to read each and every post and for that I am grateful because they are here for the right reasons and I hope they find the messages useful. But there are many more that obviously don’t pay any attention or worse yet completely delete the text and take away from its true intent.
So this is a test to see who’s truly following my journey and who’s just spectating. If you’ve read this far I truly thank you!! Please leave something in the comments so I know you’ve actually read this. It can simply be a number, letter, emoticon, symbol, an actual comment or whatever you want. Anything to indicate you’ve actually read this. I thank you for your continued support and I hope my journey and message helps to invigorate your own. I wish you all a wonderful day!!
im getting so many ‘i rly want to see the look on leon’s face as the twins near the age of Moving Out’ messages and listen….. to all of u who sent those…… how tf did you know abt my yearning for empty nest syndrome leon… CLENCHES FIST… YOU KNOW ME
You left so long ago and yet I still think of you just as much as I did when you were in my life.
Isn’t that strange?
Perhaps the only way I can cope with the loss is to pretend…. To make believe you are still with me, even though it’s only in my thoughts.
When funny things happen in my day, I imagine telling you about them. I picture you laughing and what you would say.
When problems arise and I need support, I visualize talking them through with you. I try to think what advice you would give me and follow it, even though it’s probably just you being there for me and listening that I miss more than the advice.
You’re still such a big part of my life - every day.
Everything I do, every decision I make is to try to be the kind of person I think you’d be proud of.
I know I should be doing these things for myself to make myself proud. I know I should forget about you like you forgot about me and I shouldn’t care what you’d think or say if you were here…..
But I’m not strong enough yet, and I don’t want to fall into a negative cycle….
So for now I try to be the best possible version of myself and pretend that you’d still care.
Clarke and Lexa adopt 2 year old Aden, and Lexa becomes the most overprotective, doting mom in existence. Less than a year aftwerward they decide to keep expanding the family -which comes with a surprise.