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My Bf Just Sent Me A Photo Of His Cat On His Lap Cause Thats The First Time Shes Sat In His Lap And Im
My bf just sent me a photo of his cat on his lap cause that’s the first time she’s sat in his lap and I’m just over here like
Am I jealous of a fucking cat?
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Listening to Peter by Taylor Swift and just knowing that a year ago this song would have hurt you so much more than it does now because you had to leave them behind. You didn't have a choice. You were growing and they weren't and you couldn't be the only one trying anymore. It hurt too much to wait for them.
And at the same time it hurts in a completely different way now. It aches of healed wounds and time and perspective. You understand why and that you are in such a better place then you were at that point.
But you still wonder. The anger and sadness have dulled but you still revisit it. Wondering. Waiting. Questioning.
And a small part of you knows that you are never going to get those answers. That the why's and ifs and when's will always be there. But instead of haunting you, they are just whispers now.
And thats ok. You can handle the whispers - brush them off, even. But this song will always take you back to that place, that person. And it hurts, but you'll still smile.
Yeah, you'll still smile.
