I’ll tell you that it takes time. Good things take time. Real things take time. Love takes time. It’s not easy to find something so beautiful and so real. It’s not easy to find genuine people who want to see you happy and only want what’s best for you.
I know you’re tired of me and how I always look broken even when you’re whole.
It’s not your fault that you didn’t see it coming. It’s not your fault that they lied.
Your potential never showed up. Your potential wasn’t even close. Your potential never saved the day. Your potential broke my heart.
I’m not good at playing it cool when I know someone is lying to me. I’m not good at being the bigger person, I don’t know how to forget what someone did to me. I’m not good at pretending like I’m indifferent or stoic because I know I care too much and I know I feel too much.
I used to think that you’re different but now I know you’re exceptional. You’re one of a kind. You’re brave.
If you’re going to read too much into what they write, unfollow them. If you’re going to judge them for their heartbreak or their relationship choices, unfollow them. If you’re going to read everything they write and find a way to make it about you, unfollow them.
You’re allowed to march to the beat of your own drum even if it’s just ‘noise’ to other people.
When you talk about your heartbreak, people are falling in love with you, when you talk about your anxiety, people are finding solace in you, when you talk about your pain, people are finding a remedy for theirs and when you talk about being lost, people are finding themselves.
Discounting your opinions, your values, your beliefs because you always think people know better. It’s good to keep an open mind but not at the expense of your own voice or morals.