#casterrelationship

[theprocast]

I have grown used to the silence. Accustomed to absence.  But I never let go of the thought that you are with me, always.  You will always be where my heart calls home.

Ranata Suzuki

[nicholasbrowne]

You caught me off guard. I mean, I don't think I could have ever been ready for you.

Nicholas A Browne

[theprocast]

It is painful to be in love. One way or another you're always aching for something.

Ranata Suzuki

[theprocast]

Grief is a deeply personal and solitary journey. No one can truly feel or understand your loss but you, even those who have experienced it themselves. But grief is also love, and for that reason it has a right to exist and be felt. It is the debt we owe our memories. It is the final way we love someone.

Ranata Suzuki

[theprocast]

I have worn so many masks, I don't know what my real face looks like anymore.

Ranata Suzuki 

[theprocast]

The years have taught me that there are no permanent goodbyes with us... merely pauses for reflection.

Ranata Suzuki

[theprocast]

This year I have learned that there are people you can stare into timelessly. Years become numbers that surround you, as insignificant as mere raindrops.   No construct as fleeting as time can make you lose sight of someone who holds both your gaze and your heart.

Ranata Suzuki

[theprocast]

i want you to be my last.. i really do. but what can i do if you're not the one for me and i'm not the one for you? do i need to fight the destiny or should i let the destiny take its course?

jnn.dlp ; J.D. |

uncertainty of love

[theprocast]

healing is not all

soft and gentle

sometimes it

is all teeth

and bones

grinding, bending

to the point

of exhaustion

to the point

of breaking

sometimes healing

is not all good things

it is not all happy

and bright

even if we want it to be

healing is a choice

that most days i still

often ponder over

but i find myself

coming back

i still find myself choosing

to clench my teeth

to grip my knuckles

so tightly the moon starts

to imprint itself on

my sweaty palms

i still find myself choosing

to endure the pain

until this body is all

bruises and aches

because healing

whispers a silent promise

of another day

a silent promise of

a tomorrow i almost

always have a hard time

seeing myself in

and most days,

it gives me comfort knowing

that i tried

Kai Masa // the truth about healing

[theprocast]

I will always be a reclusive person - cautious and remote. But just because you can't see something doesn't mean it isn't there. If I love you, I am with you. If you feel me, I am there. If I have been my true self with you - even for the briefest moment - then I loved you and always will.   For though the world is loud and I am quiet, I feel too much and too deeply to ever withdraw my heart. If you cannot hear it beating, it still beats silently for you.

Ranata Suzuki

[theprocast]

We all experience numbness when we've been in pain for too long because we’re simply too exhausted to process our own emotions anymore. But eventually, we feel again... the highs and the lows, the joys and the sorrows. If you're a deep feeler, numbness will always be a short reprieve. You cannot hold back an ocean.

Ranata Suzuki

[theprocast]

I’ve missed your hands… the feeling of them. Both in tactile sensation and in knowing I am safe.

Ranata Suzuki

[theprocast]

How do you convey memories and their nuances to someone who never experienced them firsthand and more to the point – should you? Or is that part of the magic memory holds, that it is only ever shared with those who were there.

Ranata Suzuki | The bird & the book

[theprocast]

You do not count loves validity by years.  You count it by its depth.

Ranata Suzuki

[theprocast]

i just want a quality time and some attention from you, not material things nor physical touch, but you’re accusing me of being needy and clingy. am i asking for too much or i’m just asking for what i deserve?

jnn.dlp ; J.D. | you'll never be too much for the right person

[theprocast]

I’d rather take the risk then miss my chance and if it burns me then it was still the brightest fire I’ve ever had

Through the flames who knew we’d stay @numbteenagers