“We don’t need magic to change the world, we carry all the power we need inside ourselves already.”
This life will be good and beautiful but not without heartbreak in dead comes peace. The pain is the cost of living, like love is how we know we’re alive. I hold on, helplessly praying, I’m still hiding all the pain and feelings. I still need you. Don’t come back, you can’t make it wright. I need to let go, I know I’m strong. I don’t wanna hear and see you anymore.
“People are not rain or snow or autumn leaves; they do not look beautiful when they fall.”
After two days, I came back home, it felt right, I’m still not really myself but I wanted to be here. It’s where I wanted to start my life and it did. And that’s my life; weird, messy, complicated, sad, wonderful, crazy and above all epic.
After 3 months, that moment when he realised, he doesn’t love me the way I love him. He broke my hard in silence, it was hard, it’s still hard. I don’t know what I will do. But it’s definetly not something with him.
Hope. A word so close to ‘home’ and as tricky. As much as we all wanted to feel caught into something beautiful, to feel safe again with every day that passed, our hopes dimmed more and more. There’s that old clichéd saying: ‘It’s darkest before the dawn.’ But sometimes… there’s just darkness.
I realized something about him. When I’m with him, it just… it just consumes me. Sounds crazy but, makes me happy. Like I’m free. He’s always been there for me when I needed him. Everything he has done, every move that he has made, he’s done for love. Continue reading “Something happened”