Today…i want to free myself.. From thoughts of you. From the shackles that binds me to you. From all reverence i felt. From the gravity that pulls me back to you. From the memories, the hurt, the happy and the sad. From the hope that we could still fix what was broken. -eli-
I’m over you. It’s been two years since we split, why do I still think of you? Is that what love really is? To constantly think about someone even after you’ve told yourself that you’ve moved on? Maybe I’m just trying to convince myself that my feelings for you are dead and gone. I’m trying … More melancholic thoughts of you and me…
“maybe we feel empty because we leave pieces of ourselves in everything we used to love.”
“crede qoud habes, et habes” – Believe that you have it, and you do.
“I look for you in everyone i meet. And that’s why I can never tell if I’m moving on, or just finding different versions of you to keep myself sane, because you’re not here anymore.”
You are in my dreams, and I can’t unsee you and I am losing my mind with all these thoughts of you and I hate myself for thinking so in depth about you, when I probably don’t even cross your mind.
“You were red. You liked me caused I was blue. You touched me and suddenly I was lilac sky and you decided purple just wasn’t for you…”