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four-your-safety · 2 years
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Even in her lies they hurt even if it's a message within hidden words they rip me apart.
Your father can rip me a new one and i don't care about him but when you say things it really hurts you couldn't even say sorry even if it wasn't the truth.
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four-your-safety · 3 years
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I'm sort of greatful that I only found that video this year.
I'd hate to of known how many times I would of listened to it to hear your voice.
The worst part was seeing the little you.
She looked so happy.
I'd say where did it go wrong but i never asked because i didn't care about where you came from but now i want to know every detail.
I sort of know pecies.
The worst part was hearing you speak to your mother to what I feared what i feared was your mother's death.
I'm greatful that you didn't make the poem on me. But i know there's poetry unspoken about me.
I've tried not to write about you all to much over the years knowing it would be my only sollace.
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four-your-safety · 3 years
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four-your-safety · 3 years
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I miss you.
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four-your-safety · 3 years
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four-your-safety · 3 years
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“Whenever grief creeps up on me, I try to find some solace in knowing that a part of the people we loved will always remain with us. And even when my heart breaks a little, I try to hear an echo of your voice in someone else’s story, try to hold on to the things you left behind. Fragments, scattered across our lives and memories like footprints even the tide can never fully wash away. I’m not talking about obvious things like photos and the clothes we can’t bring ourselves to throw away. This is different. When you left, you became one with this world. I‘ll find parts of you in a beautiful sunset. In the first drop of rain that hits the pavement on a summer day. In the first breath of fresh air after leaving a crowded room. I can find them in so many aspects of life that I know I will never be alone, and whenever I reach out to you, you’ll be there. And maybe this won’t make it hurt less. It will certainly not bring you back. But at least it will allow me to find peace someday, knowing that wherever you are right now, you are never truly far.”
— the parts you left behind / n.j.
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four-your-safety · 3 years
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So much more.
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four-your-safety · 3 years
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i still miss u
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i don’t know what i’m more afraid of, seeing you again or never seeing you again
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four-your-safety · 3 years
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When you overhear your mom's freind talking about her daughters relationship issues and your like welp.
At least that isn't me but it sounds like it.
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four-your-safety · 3 years
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Her dad told me looked for the signs of abuse.
But i don't think he saw it.
I fear that i saw them to late.
The way he made me delete my chats before.
The way he gas lit me the way he made me feel like I was Thanos.
She told me her fears, and they weren't about me.
I think i saw you have a black eye now.
I hope this is not happening.
I remember telling your dad as soon as i thought something wasn't right and he slammed his foot down and told me it was I that was in the wrong.
It doesn't help we aren't talking at all.
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four-your-safety · 3 years
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four-your-safety · 3 years
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Did he?
I think he did
And it burns.
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four-your-safety · 3 years
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I'm sorry I didn't know it.
But i think i do now.
If only I knew... I should of figured it out but maybe now your only just figuring it out.
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four-your-safety · 3 years
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You know.
Sometimes I think to myself many things.
I'd call it over thinking but the axeinty.
It would be nice not to feel this way but every step it's just another gunshot to my shallow brain.
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four-your-safety · 3 years
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Stupid online advice not able to help me as usual.
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