I don’t get the same feeling anymore;
looking at “dream-homes”,
flipping through wedding catalogues,
I used to hear babies laugh & cry and get bright eyes;
pregnant mothers—the hope in their faces
proposal & engagement announcements…
I remember those things made me feel warm.
I was going to have a family one day,
I was going to get it right.
The world around me used to make sense—the love in everything, I saw it.
I felt it.
I used to feel like I was worth all of it.
I’m just too broken now. I’m only good for crying.
Love is like a drug
Love is blinding
Love is deadly
Love is damaging
Love is beautiful
Love can be all of those things but just because you love someone or in love with someone don’t mean you should be with them. Just bc you love someone dont mean you HAVE be with that person due to the sake of love. At some point in life it comes a time that we’re forced to let go off what we love the most….and it’s so hard. Having to start over from scratch is the most complicated thing ever. Nothing feels the same bc it’s not what your use to. Then you get to the point that your tired of hurting, your tired of having your heart played with after giving your all. You become so tired but yet your still afraid bc you don’t want hurt anymore….*continued*
Be weary of those who apologize for how you feel instead of apologizing for what they did to you
These days I’m feeling like “tens across the board.” Not necessarily physically speaking, but I’m proud of my damn self. I find myself making more self-appreciation clothing because why not…