Happiness, Heartaches, and Everything in between

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Appearance Never Triumphed over Intelligence.

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I’ve sailed every inch of your being, slept with you in your essence, kissed your exposed soul and somehow I still find you to be a mystery.

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The number one rule in relationships, from what I hear, is to never just leave.

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Missing someone you love is an everlasting flood of saltwater and sweet memories that have gone sour.

Unanswered “I love you” texts have a certain inexplicable sting of betrayal to them.

All it would take is one sentence. One sentence and I would run back to us.

I’m learning that love isn’t all rainbows and kisses. There’s a whole lot of rain clouds and umbrellas involved.

It’s easy to fall in love but there’s a heightened level of difficulty when it comes to staying in love.

The fairy tales don’t tell you that.

I miss everything while missing nothing at all.

Tired of small talking my way through the days.

Solitude is difficult.

Theres a fine line between healthy and unhealthy amounts of solitude.

Too little and you’ll essentially go crazy.
But, too much and you’re sure to do the same.

I found myself straddling that line today, caught between wanting to be with self and wanting to be surrounded by souls. 

It’s amazing how quickly life can throw curveballs when you don’t even know you’ve stepped to the plate.

All of a sudden things just shift. Everything changes. The person you couldn’t live without makes you do exactly that. Your world becomes a speck in a galaxy of infinities. Infinities become temporary and find an end. You lose love and find it, only to hold on tighter than ever hoping to never lose your grasp. 

Everything goes great … until it doesn’t. 

But that’s life. You always have to be prepared with a helmet for protection and a bat to fight back. 

I’m at a weird point in my life right now.
Somewhere between happy and unraveled.

There are things as of late that could be enough to make anyone happy, and once upon a time, would’ve been all I needed in order to feel purposeful. 

But here I am.

At the crossroads of life, between dark clouds and bright days.

Nothing brings things into perspective more than almost losing your forever.

Maybe it was naive of me to think I could love the hurt away,

that I could hug away the depression and kiss confidence into existence. 

I lied.

I still care.

I hate myself for doing so. 

You don’t deserve it, but I do. 

I still care.

I heard you were miserable… it made me smile.

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