Memory Takes A Lot Of Poetic License. It Omits Some Details; Others Are Exaggerated, According To The

“Memory takes a lot of poetic license. It omits some details; others are exaggerated, according to the emotional value of the articles it touches, for memory is seated predominantly in the heart. The interior is therefore rather dim and poetic”

— Tennessee Williams, The Glass Menagerie

Let go. It’s okay.

Nobody wakes up thinking: 'My world will explode today. My world will change.' Nobody thinks that. But, sometimes, it happens. Sometimes, we wake up, we face our fears. We take them by the hand. And we stand there waiting, hoping, ready for anything.

Meredith Grey, season 13, episode 24

“The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.”

—

Robert Frost

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It’s not that I didn’t want you. It was the fact you didn’t want me enough to help me believe it could have become something more.

If you genuinely liked me you would have tried harder. But, you didn’t. You chose to peruse someone new. You chose to ghost me and see where this new interest would take you while allowing me to be in a place of uncertainty. Instead of confronting me and telling me directly, you chose to let me wait it out a month. And then you’re flirting with me while she is over. While you chose to see her and not me. You chose her. So stick with your choice because I’m choosing me.