January 7, 2013

• HYFR

  

  The one thing I hate the most is saying goodbye. It’s never been easy for me. I mean, how do you approach the concept of goodbye? Goodbyes are all different. Some are for a day, some are for a month. But others are forever. And the concept of forever is hard to accept. It’s like hey, I’m never going to see you again, goodbye. It doesn’t feel complete. But I think that’s what goodbyes are. They’re incomplete and you honestly don’t know how long the goodbye will last. It’s a part of life.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  You can try your hardest, you can do everything, but sometimes people just aren’t worth trying over anymore, they aren’t worth worrying about, it’s important to know when to let go of someone who only brings you down.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  Everyone’s heartbroken nowadays, but I mean, we all just gotta move on. What’s the point of reminiscing when you know the person is no longer worthwhile; when they’re no longer who they used to be? When their heart is somewhere else? Do you think they still care for you, still sit there thinking about you? Because frankly, they don’t.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  I’m learning to live without you now, but I miss you sometimes. The more I know, the less I understand. All the things I thought I knew, I’m learning again. I’ve been trying to get down to the heart of the matter but my will gets weak and my thoughts seem to scatter. But I think it’s about forgiveness, even if you don’t love me anymore.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  You’ll never understand how much I hurt because you’re not the one crying, you’re not the one who is left behind, you’re not the one who loved too much, and you’re not the one who’s holding on to someone that’s gone.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  Not everything that is faced can be changed. But nothing can be changed until it is faced.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  Some people believe that holding on and hanging in there are signs of strength. However, there are times in life in which it takes much more strength to just let go.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  The truth will set you free. But first, it will piss you off. 

  
  
  
  
  
  

  Don’t believe him if he comes back and says he misses you. Remember, he chose not to be with you.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  It was just one of those mornings where I sat up in bed and wondered what the fuck I’ve been doing all my life.

  
  
  
  
  
  

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