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Thru the night I’ll cry and my heartbreak will remain. My love for you never changed. Knowing my heart was pure but what I went through. Noone is to blame. The footsteps that should have taken place. The fights of whose to blame. Walking out is the easiest thing to do. Coward. What a shame.
Is anxiety really a thing? Is overthinking something we can control? How can we regulate panic attacks when our minds start going into over drive? Why is time a healer of all wounds when my heart seems like its bout to beat its last beat? Why does heart break hurt so bad when it’s not
Let’s escape with our minds. Entwined within our thoughts that noone could fathom. Deep rooted with seeds that blow from within. Let my sound waves carry into tomorrow as ur brain tries to reminiscence on the visions of our vibes. The aurora of our energies from just the two of us speaking. The mind of
Patiently, I waited for you. I refused to give up on you with all the tears that filled my eyes. I compromised and took you back knowing that change doesn’t happen overnight. Yet every time, my heart was broken and I cried over white lies the feeling of anxiety filled me over time. I allowed
I let my anxiety create unnecessary insecurities. It’s crazy how I compromised because of your lies. I foolishly allowed myself to go blind of your actions cuz they were softly covered in beautiful satin sorries. The fact that I built up my tolerance on things that made me want to up and leave caused me
Universe, hold me tight and allow me to feel everything. Console me on my lonely nights and let my tears fall cleansing my inner being of negative memories that i hold within. Make me understand my ways and seek truth. Make changes to what hasn’t worked and allow me to love soundly with no faults
🖤 A Brief Moment into my World 🖤 When is there ever a good time to leave someone we are intimate with because they just cant get with the program? We constantly ask ourselves this. Whelp, I can honestly say, for me. It’s when I realize I am starting to not be myself. In other
