And before I knew it, it was over. But you didn’t bother to ask me if my heart was ready for that sort of thing yet.
Catalog
Kirsten Corley
And in the eyes of everyone that came after I looked for you in a desperate attempt to find myself once more.
I loved him a little more than I loved myself at the time. I think that’s why it hurt so much to lose him.
Most of all I’m afraid of forgetting you. Maybe that’s why I’ve been holding on so tight.
We ended the same ways we started, as strangers. Only this time, I had no desire to want to know you.
As I looked you in the eyes, I saw the cold look of a stranger and I knew all we had in common was the past we wanted to forget.
She wasn’t meant to be healed or have her broken pieces put back together. She just needed someone to run their fingers around her rough edges and say I love you.
She was caught somewhere between missing him and respecting herself enough not to show it.
She kissed his cheek and said goodbye for what she knew would be a final time. And that was the beauty and tragedy of it, really: getting what you want, only to run away when it got too close.
She said goodbye with tears in her eyes not because she didn’t love him. But she knew love wasn’t supposed to hurt you this much.
You still love me?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘How do you know?’ ‘Because I don’t hate you, after all, you put me through.
He said he’d call me right back. That was the last I ever heard of him. And even though years have passed, if he called back I’d still answer.
One of the hardest things you’ll ever do is walk away from someone you love, admitting that love in itself wasn’t enough to save you.
To lose oneself to another person is life’s greatest tragedy.
And when someone leaves, let them go without a chase. Allow them to figure out what they need to. And trust once they find those answers they are look-ing for, they’ll come back.
The question should never be why is someone leaving but rather why are you wasting time caring about someone who doesn’t want to stay.
If you are good to them I promise you, darling, they will miss you.
I challenge you to let go of everyone and only reach again to those few people who are still hanging on for dear life refusing to let you go.
The measure of a person’s character is defined by how they choose to exit your story.
When you walk away with an uncertainty of the next time your paths will cross, ‘goodbye’ becomes the saddest word.