feel the truth.

I loved you with the kind of quiet consistency that only comes when staying is harder than leaving. I reshaped myself to make room for you, never realizing that I was losing pieces of me in the process. I believed that love was a test of endurance—but effort isn't a currency for miracles. We didn't end with a bang or a betrayal. We ended because we were two people moving at different depths. It’s a hard truth to sit with: that you can give everything and still come up short. I refuse to let what we had be minimized; it lived in me, and it changed me. I am done blaming myself. I showed up, I was honest, and I loved you even when it terrified me. If that wasn't enough, it isn't because I was 'less than'—it's because some things are beyond the reach of a fight. I will miss you from a distance. I will remember you without tearing myself back open. One day, the ache will quiet down. Until then, I’ll hold the weight of it, because losing you doesn't make the love any less real.

you shouldn't beg anyone to stay in your life, because if they want, they'll.

you taught me how to deals with bad days but you didn't taught me how to deals with days when there's no you in it.

what really hurts is that we never said goodbye. we just kind of ended.

i cried of you, but i still stay.

me: i'm over it. also me: *overthinks it 981 times*

teach me how to live without you and you'll see just how much it changes me.

I remember the night we decided to fall In love with each other— we were laughing with so many sparkles in our eyes because we knew we've found the love of our life and now... the silence is scary because I know you're ready to let me go and the saddest part is I still have those million sparkles inside my eyes and your eyes.. they are empty.

but for now, thanks for the temporary happiness, lets back to being strangers with a lot of memories <3

sometimes i felt like i did enough, i gave my best and i tried everything to pull through even through the hardest shit and thought i did very well, but to know that it wasn't enough, just crushes me.

i feel so empty without you like i'm missing my other half, it hurts to see you move on, but as long as you’re happy that’s all that matters.

i just really wanna see you, sit down, drink coffee and talk to you. i miss listening to your voice and pouring my heart out to you.

i can't beg people to stop hurting me, i can't ask them to stop using me, taking advantage of me and turn everything good about me into weakness. no matter how many times i tell them, it would be pointless. but God, i just want it to stop.

sometimes i felt like i did enough, i gave my best and i tried everything to pull through even through the hardest shit and thought i did very well, but to know that it wasn't enough, just crushes me.

you promised but where the fuck is the actions?

i'd like everyone to know that things will get hard, the pain will hurt even more, but you're here today, still breathing in everything, learning and getting better than where you were before. you're still here today. as long as you're trying to get better, it's more than enough.

someday, all this pain, all the effort you put in, all the love and care you gave to others, will be worth it. i promise. maybe not in this life, but somewhere better. i promise.

i still remember that day when you text me for the first time, i didn't expect anything at first. but turns out we get really close and its my fault for having a thing for you. look at us now, we are back at being strangers again. we didn't even start anything so why we stopped?

yes, it’s you i welcome death with

and now there's no one here to share all the love in the night like weee always do