Don't come marching back into my life if you aren't planning to stay.
You told me to forget about you... and I did.
Except, I'm still searching for you in everyone I meet so did I really forget about you?
How is it that we have the ability to make others feel so worthless yet wish the world was a better place at the same time?
And just like that, the light faded from her eyes and she no longer saw a purpose to live but simply to survive.
There comes a time in your life where you learn to let go and not care anymore.
That's when you'll finally be happy.
It's funny how we always try to control things we can't have any control over. I can't imagine the amount of times where I've tried everything I could to be better for you. But in the end, I realize that nothing could ever change the fact that you don't see me the same way I see you.
I'm so selfish when it comes to you.
I want you to be happy with her but at the same time I wish you weren't.
Does that make me a bad person or just hopeful?
You told me to make a wish and each time I wished for us.
I didn't wish for you.
Because you're just you and I'm just me and we aren't together in any way.
But if only there was an us, then I guess I'd run out of wishes.
Just like people aren't meant to be together, what if we weren't meant to ever meet.
I don't know if my life would be better now without the thought of you or if I'd all always be searching for someone like you.
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You were cute until I actually got to know you for you.
I wish I could just forget about you because no matter what happens next, I've learned to respect myself enough to know that you're not worth it in the end.
It's crazy to think that our lives are just going by and we aren't really doing anything with them. We are constantly waiting for the next big thing to happen or waiting for some sort of sign as to when to truly start "living" but really, we are only wasting precious time.
Why do we always feel so poorly about ourselves and constantly drag ourselves down to the floor?
We try to look so strong for everyone else around us that we forgot that we need to take care of ourselves.
We used to look at each other with our eyes full of happiness. Now all that’s left are quick glances to make sure the other didn’t see.
But I have a question.
Where did those feelings go?
Because one day you didn’t call me when I thought you would and the next you forgot. After that came an excuse and after then came another thought.
What if all this was a lie?
What if I was only temporary?
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