perfectfeelings:

“Sometimes the greatest act of love is to walk away so that the other person can find their true self and direction again.”

Leon Brown

paullobennett:

Eu fui a pessoa que mostrou que ele podia ser amado de verdade, e ele foi a pessoa que me mostrou que eu precisava me amar de verdade.

- BENNETT

I remember all your favorite things… your favorite weather, favorite singer, favorite colors and favorite clothes. Today the weather is the way you like, raining. it is the perfect weather to use your black sweater while I listen to your favorite singer. do you remember things about me too?

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azuu3raa:

156.

They said fly

So I jumped, only to realise I wasn’t a bird.

The sky seemed farther than usual,

Perhaps I was falling deeper.

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it was winter

when I fell for you

hard, like pouring rain

you liked my rounded eyeglasses

I liked your perfume

indie movie

summer rides on the coast

in your orange mustang

driving fast

drinking of the best

feeling empty

mid-twenties.

I let you go,

but the ghosts of memories

keep me here

waiting…

waiting for the day

you’ll understand

that I changed.

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perfectquote:

“Please stop destroying what is left of your heart by constantly thinking about things that have broken you.”

Nikita Gill

Angel

I didn’t want to believe you were here, but I knew. I saw the signs; I felt them. My body changed so fast. I saw you in my dreams. But, like the begging, the ending was only us. I never thought losing someone would hurt me so much as when you left me. Now I’m lost. Lost in thoughts. Lost in feelings. Lost in emotions. Sometimes I think the worst question I could ask myself “what if…?”. “What if you were here still?”. Hope I find some comfort someday. Every time I cry for you, my heart hurts. I’ve been trying to live my life as usual without you. I know it is not your fault you left me; I guess we both weren’t ready anyway. But, I want you to know that you’ll always be the first one. An angel that I will have a special place in my heart for. Angel, you’re the baby I will always miss the most. I love you. R.I.P.

(Source: crepusculejar)

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rupturado:

“O futuro ainda pode ser lindo, mesmo que pareça diferente do que você esperava.“”

Morgan Harper Nichols.

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