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There wasn’t yelling. There wasn’t fighting. There wasn’t “fuck you” and “I never loved you” and “I’m not going to miss you.”

There were two tired hearts. Still beating, but no longer in sync. Four eyes that never seemed to meet at the same time. Twenty fingers that no longer entwined. Two pairs of lips that hadn’t met in months.

So we said goodbye. We said we’d keep in touch. We said “good luck,” and we meant it. And it hit me:

I spent so long being mad at you, that I forgot you were human, too. That we were both flawed. That I loved you, I loved you, I loved you.

I still do.

“i’m sorry for not realizing you were doing your best”

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“The saddest end to a relationship is one where you have to break up with somebody when you’re still in love with them. It sounds bizarre but it happens, because the truth is, as powerfull and as thrilling as it may be, being in love doesn’t always mean you’re happy. You can continue to love someone even after they’ve hurt you, but you know deep inside that it won’t ever be the same again.”

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Every time I think it gets better it becomes 10x worse

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5/25/2019 (151/?)

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“The saddest end to a relationship is one where you have to break up with somebody when you’re still in love with them. It sounds bizarre but it happens, because the truth is, as powerfull and as thrilling as it may be, being in love doesn’t always mean you’re happy. You can continue to love someone even after they’ve hurt you, but you know deep inside that it won’t ever be the same again.”

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Based off of this post by @scorpiogy

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Our lives are defined by opportunities, even the ones we miss.

F. Scott Fitzgerald (via goodreadss)

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When you’re reading poetry and everything that you thought for the last 8 months is already neatly typed on a page for you is realization that you are human just like everybody else.

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vorfreude

(noun) A German untranslatable word, vorfreude is defined as the intense euphoric sensation you experience from thinking about future plans and daydreams. This beautiful feeling is a natural reaction the human mind manifests from expectations of future pleasures and joyful anticipations, such as planning a trip, going on a date, and many other fulfilling, life-changing events.  (via wordsnquotes)

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May the next few months be a period of magnificent transformation.

It is time. (via moaka)

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My lips have never tasted the taste of permanence.

But I’m sure if they did, they would taste just like your lips sucking my breath right from my lungs.