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i dont miss you any more.
when you left
i was shattered into pieces.
eventually i collected them all.
but i never managed to put them back together.
i just carried the slivers of what used to be,
hoping that i could make them fit together,
and maybe you'd appear beside me again.
but they never did.
and neither did you.
i repaired myself,
but not with the remains of what used to be.
i think there are traces here and there,
but really nothing's the same.
and one day,
breathing became possible again,
even without you.
and after a while,
i stopped missing you.
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And all beginnings will come to an end. We just don’t know when!
“All endings are also beginnings. We just don’t know it at the time.”
— Mitch Albom
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