“You are going to break your promise. I understand. And I hold my hands over the ears of my heart, so that I will not hate you.”
(via thelovejournals)
When medication says “do not operate heavy machinery” they’re probably mainly referring to cars, but my mind always goes to forklift.
My mine has literally NEVER gone to cars.
(Source: reddit.com, via srs-bean)
Maybe one day I’ll look at you and stop aching. I can let the ghost of you go. I can sleep in a bed without feeling the shape of what could have been beside me. I’ll fall asleep without saying your name. I’m sorry for all the letters. All the things I shouldn’t have said. The heart I laid at your feet, the door I always kept open. If you’re sure you won’t come home I’ll close it now. I’ll keep my eyes from the rear view. I’ll try and say I won’t look back. I know you won’t be standing there. To you I’m already gone. Somehow, that became okay.
-And you’re just fine. (via @brizzlewritesthings )
The saddest part about missing you is knowing that you don’t miss me, not even one bit.
Your life is perfectly fine without me and I’m still falling apart over you.
This radiates calm
(via thatsthat24)
