I Have Not Broken Your Heart - You Have Broken It; And In Breaking It, You Have Broken Mine.

I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine.

Emily Brontë, Wutherinng Heights

I found the Mermaid sitting on the ground, her dress torn at the hem, her makeup running down from tears. I stood with my hands in my pockets. You might mistake me for a father scolding his daughter. I summoned all the disappointment and pity appropriate to the scene. She looked up slowly, as if waiting for some harsh words. Perhaps a reminder of her poor choices. I stood in silence for a moment.

‘How many times is this going to happen?’

OKAY

Make the commitment that, not matter how lonely you get on your journey, you will not reinvite toxic people back into your life.

my biggest social issue isn’t that I don’t have friends it’s that I’m not close to any of them which is sorta like a skill issue I feel

I screamed out your name as I submerged under the water. The air escaped from my lungs as I descended to the pool floor. At that moment, I longed for your lips to be eternally intertwined with mine, fused, never unlocking or escaping like the last air had done from my chest.

douleur-douce/douxsouffrance, fused

sometimes all I do is school, work, and sit in my room.

i occasionally like to go out because it reminds me that the world is still here.

i can hear it

and when im in my head i cant hear it.

it disappears, it’s dark, absent of life.

douleur-douce/douxsouffrance, can you hear me?