This is why it hurts the way it hurts. You have too many words in your head. There are too many ways to describe the way you feel. You will never have the luxury of a dull ache. You must suffer through the intricacy of feeling too much.

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I love that moment in the night when you wake up and you’re not exactly sure what time it is but you know you have to get up for work in the morning and you don’t want to look at the clock because you’re scared that it will say that it’s two minutes from the the time you set your alarm for. But then you can’t help yourself and you look at the clock and you have four hours of sleep left.

Today is different… I don’t look at you the same. I don’t look at you and say to myself ‘I wish he’d love me’ because this morning when I woke up it just clicked.. just like that. I realized that you can never love me.. you won’t let yourself. But that’s all on you, not me, it was your decision, not mine. So when you’re thinking ‘I wish she’d love me’ remember that day when you told me that we’d never be anything more than friends.

There’s this guy and he kinda has my heart 😁

At this age, everything is changing. Day by day we don’t notice, but just look back over the past year and you will realize everything has. People you thought were going to be there forever aren’t, and people you never imagined you’d be speaking to are now some of your closest friends. Life makes little sense, and the more we grow the less sense it will make. So make the most of it now, before it all changes once again, because in the near future, all of this is only going to be memories.

Of course I’ve changed. We all change. We all grow up, grow wiser, grow distant from the things we never thought we would. We all learn to laugh a little more and cry a little more and be a little more silly. We all slowly start to forget the people we once cared so much for, start to let the memories fade, and the faces blur. I have changed, and I will always be changing. For the better or worse, is a matter of perception. But don’t tell me I’ve changed like it isn’t inevitable.

For what it’s worth, it’s never too late, or in my case too early, to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, start whenever you want, you can change or stay the same. There are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. I hope you see things that stop you. I hope you feel things that you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life that you’re proud of and if you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.

When someone’s worth it, you are willing to stop flirting with other people to prove it to them. You are willing to stay up late even if you’re really sleepy and tired. You instantly “miss” them as soon as you guys get off the phone. You start to think about the future with them and you just can’t help but smile. When someones “worth it”, don’t let them get away.

I’ve been thinking that maybe I think too much. I’ve been analyzing my behavior and I’ve realized that maybe I analyze things too much. I mean, I just want to find some meaning. Do you ever wonder why you wonder so much? Or do you dream about why you dream? Or do you hope about hopes that have long before been broken? And if you’re broken, are the pieces automatically lost…or can you put yourself back together somehow?

You were so busy with whatever else you were doing that was more important than paying attention to me that you didn’t notice I was fading. I was breaking. Right in front of you too, but you must’ve not had your eyes open. Why? Why did you give up? There’s too many things to have hope for…to have faith in. What’s the point of giving up? And did you notice that one night when I seriously considered throwing away my life? Did you? I guess you were too busy.

It is a frightening thought, that in one fraction of a moment you can fall in the kind of love that takes a lifetime to get over.

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that Sunday afternoon light.

Do you miss him at the most happy and fulfilling times of your life? Just because you miss him when the world is quiet and you feel alone doesn’t mean you love him. You will miss anyone when you’re lonely. It’s when your life is going great and you still feel that ache in your heart because he isn’t there to see the genuine smile on your face and happiness in your life.