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You’ll think you’re over it” she said, “Even in 5 or 10 years, you haven’t heard his name in awhile and you don’t remember how his laugh sounded anymore. You aren’t tossing and turning every night with the colour of his eyes piercing your brain these days, in fact you can barely remember if they were green or blue. But it’ll hit you, straight in the gut when you’re stood at the lights waiting to see the go sign as a man passes you, a man wearing a similar scent to the one he used to wear and suddenly you’re back in his bed, led on his chest while his fingers twirled around your hair and you swore to each other that no matter what happens, you’ll never forget each other. Suddenly you’ve remembered the way he looked into your eyes while giving you a shy smile, the way his hands fit right into yours perfectly and even the pattern that his heart beat made, suddenly it all comes back. But then you hear a car horn and you’re back in reality, stood at the cross road and you realise that you never really did forget him, you just tried too hard not to remember him.

Excerpt of a book I’ll never write (via 500lettersforyou)

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Sometimes you grow to hate somebody, and sometimes you don’t really hate them at all. Sometimes it’s just a matter of trying not to fall in love with them.

E. Grin (via written-in-pen)

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I remember the way he hugged me. I remember that it almost hurt, but in a good way - as if he wanted me to sink into him, keep me inside his body. I remember not breathing. I remember not needing to… because for once, somebody breathed for me, somebody lived for me. And I remember being so utterly, completely happy. And no matter what I do, no matter how hard I hold on to anyone that followed, nobody else ever held me that way. Nobody even came close. No one else ever held me so tightly.

Isn’t this the saddest? // Genefe Navilon (via letters-to-the-sea)

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I almost turn around, and run back to you. I almost jump to the edge and fall in love with you. I almost unlock the door and let you in. Once more. But I never did. I never let you hold my heart again.

ma.c.a // Another Day (via vomitingwords)

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There is an ache in my heart for the imagined beauty of a life I haven’t had, from which I had been locked out, and it never goes away.

Robert Goolrick (via wordsnquotes)

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Certain kinds of knowledge rob people of their sleep.

Haruki Murakami (via minuty)

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My heart is already tired.” she said putting her hand over her chest. Wanting to make herself believe that her heart is still beating. “But I just can’t stop. I just can’t stop caring and loving him. That it seems more than enough. It feels like drinking water and breathing air. As if I’m going to lose it once I stopped thinking about how he is. I’m still living in this fantasy, and reality keeps on reminding me that the world doesn’t revolve around him. It is so beautiful and destructive at the same time. Yet now, all I wanted is to wake up from this sweet dream of mine.

ma.c.a // Dreams of You (via vomitingwords)

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“why can’t you let anyone ever love you? why won’t you let anyone love you?” “because people change their minds. their heart changes somewhere down the line and then they end up leaving. they leave. anyone that has ever loved me has left and it’s hard not to think that it’s my fault.”

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5 a.m. I’m supposed to wake up, but the truth is that I haven’t slept. No “good morning”. No, “I love you”. 6 a.m. It’s time for breakfast. You would have had muesli and I would have clumsily had my eggs. But, it’s only for one now. 7 a.m. Embrace. A kiss. A “have a nice day”. But, it’s only locking the door behind me now. 8 a.m. A message to make sure we got to work safely. I stare at my phone, but there are no messages to display, except old ones I have kept. 9 a.m. I can’t concentrate. 10 a.m. The coffee tastes bitter. I can’t concentrate. The cigarette hurts my lungs, but I still smoke it – trying to exhale you. 11 a.m. I can’t concentrate. 12 p.m. Lunchtime conversations surround me. I know where you are, but I can’t walk to you. We won’t be sharing our lunch and discussing the morning. 1 p.m. I can’t concentrate. 2 p.m. I can’t concentrate. 3 p.m. Another coffee and another cigarette. It’s still the same. I don’t look forward to leaving work. There’s nothing to go home to. 4 p.m. People are making plans for the weekend already. There are still no new messages to display. 5 p.m. I can see them rushing out the door. That would have been us. I stay seated. I want to cry, but not here – not at work. 6 p.m. I can’t concentrate. 7 p.m. I can’t concentrate. 8 p.m. I missed my bus. It’s raining and I have an umbrella, but no one to share it with. My left shoulder of my suit will remain dry. 9 p.m. We would have shared a glass of wine. But, I take out only one glass – Glenfiddich 15 year old straight. It’s only me drinking. 10 p.m. I said I wouldn’t look at old photographs, but I can’t help it. I can’t cry. Not through lack of want, but the tears won’t fall. 11 p.m. We would be making love, sharing kisses and smiles. But, your side of the bed is cold. 12 a.m. Your side of the bed can find me staring – aimlessly. It’s still empty and I keep telling myself if I stare at it for long enough, you’ll appear again. 1 a.m. I can’t sleep. 2 a.m. I can’t sleep. 3 a.m. I can’t sleep. 4 a.m. I’m not restless. I’m numb. I can feel my heart throbbing, wanting to escape from my chest. It wants me to watch as it tears – heartstring by heartstring. 5 a.m. I’m supposed to wake up, but the truth is that I haven’t slept. No “good morning”. No, “I love you”.

Navin E. (I miss you & I can’t sleep)

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She frustratedly sighs, rubbing her tired face with her bony fingers. “You don’t understand,” she whispers. She looks up and you see that her eyes are brimming with tears. “You left the moment I confessed to you. How do you think that makes me feel?

m.d. // excerpts from a book i’ll never write #51 (via thatemptybottleofvodka)

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She looked at him longingly and smiled, rubbing her soft thumb against his cheek. He leaned into her touch with reluctance, scared as if that if he put too much pressure she’d break in his hands. “We… we’ll meet again, right?” He whispered as he clears his throat to try covering up the crack in his tone. She kept her smile and nodded, blinking away the tears that were forming in the crook of her eyes. “We will.” The lie elegantly came out of her lips. She felt so dirty, lying to him so easily. But it was the only way to let him go.

m.d. // excerpts from a book i’ll never write #46 (via thatemptybottleofvodka)