- I can't do this anymore.
- - can't, or won't?
- both.
I want to laugh with you and fall asleep with you in my arms. Because you aren’t just someone I loved back then. You were my best friend, my best self, and I can’t imagine giving that up again. You might not understand, but I gave you the best of me, and after you left, nothing was ever the same.
(via wordsandlyrics)
I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it — to be fed so much love I couldn’t take any more. Just once.
Haruki Murakami (via creatingaquietmind)
(via quote-book)
It doesn’t matter how much I wish, or how much I feel, or how much I know. It doesn’t matter that I feel like you’re the only one for me. It doesn’t matter that you’re all I think about, all I talk about, and all that I am. It doesn’t matter if I can’t share it with you. Nothing I feel matters if I can’t share it with you. Nothing I do matters if you aren’t a part of it. I can write or talk all I want, but that doesn’t make you mine. Just because I love you the same way I used to doesn’t mean you come running back to me. It doesn’t matter that I realized my mistake, that I realized that you’re my one and only, if I can’t have you. Just because I love you doesn’t make you love me. Writing about you doesn’t make you love me. I could say all the nicest things in the world, and spill my whole heart out, but if you didn’t care, it wouldn’t even matter.
(via wordsandlyrics)
At first you think it’s great that you’re talking to him again, but then you start talking about things that happened before, bringing back old memories, and then you realize how much you really miss him, and you get to thinking you really want him back, but you remember he doesn’t need you like you need him, and it hurts.
(via wordsandlyrics)
Do you ever just get that feeling where you don’t want to talk to anybody? You don’t want to smile and you don’t want to fake being happy, but at the same time, you don’t know exactly what is wrong either. There isn’t a way to explain it to someone who doesn’t already understand. If you could want anything in the world it would be to be alone. People have stopped being comforting, and being alone never was. At least when you’re alone no one constantly asks you what is wrong and there isn’t anyone who won’t take, ‘I don’t know,’ as an answer. You feel the way you do just because, you hope the feeling will pass soon and that you will be able to be yourself again, but until then all you can do is wait.
Anonymous
