When you been holding onto them for months, it’s been on and off but you could always at least expect an “I love you too” whether it was fake or not. Then one day, they met somebody. And that was all it took. That one person. That one day. And suddenly there aren’t any more I love yous. But you’ve been waiting, and you’re still waiting.
7:28 I had a dream about her dying in my arms bro I dont fucking care if that shit was a dream It dont matter either way she still died in my fucking arms and I was the one who couldnt save her bro omg I have had nightmares and dreams about her for the past 2 weeks.
i saw this thing where this guy was like "'i miss him' you miss what? the dates he never took you on, the gm/gn he never sent, the compliments he never gave you? you don't miss him you miss the idea of him get over him." and my explanation as a girl (boys prolly can relate too) you're wrong. it's always good in the beginning, they could be the most toxic person ever and they still gonna be sweet and loving in the beginning, and that's the person we fell in love with. the thought that that person could come back is what keeps us holding on.
it’s almost like i come back to feel this pain, because this pain is him, i can’t just get over him. he’s my first love, and i can’t let go. i don’t want to. because once i let go it’s over. really over.
edit a month later: this is the most depressing shit i’ve ever written💀
I think I’m ready to let go. Not in a way that I just forget, no I don’t think that’s possible. I’ll never fall out of love. She’ll never not be everything I want and more