#heartbreakquote

[devouringdespair]

I know, I have to let you go

(you’re killing me)

[despondentbeauty]

I realized I’ll always be in love with you because it was never about looks or what you could give me. I fell in love with your soul so your mistakes never changed the depth of my love for you.

[urangelgirl1]

You disappear first, I go missing after, you are my traumatic dream

[cinnammmongirl]

Trust, people know your worth. They just hope you don’t.

[hlfitzgeraldwriting]

I never asked you how you felt about being a poem but that was you from the start—poetry. Sparkling eyes, deep and crystal blue a smile like a child awakening to snow a voice I’ve known in every lifetime and will undoubtably know again. We were a slow burn—Austenian in nature, months of messages and books stolen smiles exchanged with only eyes until one day, there you were, embracing me over a cup of coffee. How quickly a fickle heart finds relief hope that love is more than hurt that I could begin again, healthy and new that maybe I could be that for you too. I wore a smile home like a stolen hoodie, not wanting to shed the warmth of you, fingertips playing notes across your seashell skin that I scoured the beaches for surprised how quickly you became something to miss something to want to return home to and unfurl all the hurt I had grown so skilled at hiding. You took the jagged edges of me and ran your fingers along them while I mapped out the constellations on your body, adding cartographer and astronomer to my skillset. So now I ask you, was it love that blinded me or lust that did you? Your casual cruelty took what I thought to be unapologetic and warped us into a clandestine love painfully familiar and known. I suppose we both lucked out in that I know how to be a secret. I know what the inside of closet doors feel like and am skilled at making sweet with skeletons. The difference is that I have grown from my mistakes and I refuse to repeat that pain. I am tired of clinging. I shall let go and let the current take me. I shall call this a lesson learned.

[gabrielmarkanthony]

Should have known.

[archivedsmile]

— words by SD

[kissed-scars]

i'll stop blogging when i'm over it---- day 87

[lilaccmilk]

While trying to fix us I broke me.

[lucky-chaos]

It's still too soon for us to be friends...

[gardensof-babylon]

"you were enough" except clearly I wasn't

[cusprider73]

[despondentbeauty]

It’s okay to still get sad about something you thought you’ve healed from.

[unpolished-ink]

[cinnammmongirl]

I find pieces of myself everywhere but nowhere has all of me

[hlfitzgeraldwriting]

Malleable and fresh, I handed you the clay to mold me into what you wanted the remnants of which show through today. All of the paint that I've chipped away, reglazing myself time and again but I can never change the jar beneath. The jar that your hands sculpted, touched and twisted, prepared to please, conditioned to care, a perfected picture of dysfunction. -H.L. Fitzgerald "Groomed"