My Brain Always Reminded Me That She Was Not Mine, But My Heart Hoped That One Day She Would Be.

My brain always reminded me that she was not mine, but my heart hoped that one day she would be.

Sometimes my brain forgets to remind me that you are not mine.

-simple-things

I let her destroy me and now I am paying for it. I wish she would come back to me, but I know she is his. I know that I lost. 

Did you destroy me?

Or did I let you destroy me?

-M.N

I tried not to build any walls, but now that she is not in my life I am afraid that is all I can do. 

I put my happiness into her hands and she dropped it.  She dropped my happiness very quickly.

Don’t ever put your happiness in someone else’s hands. They’ll drop it. They’ll drop it every time.

Christopher Barzak

I knew what I was getting myself into when she became my dream. 

“The moment we give our hearts entirely, we know that it is not a task, but a duty. We must embrace this responsibility. We must act upon diligently, soberly, withstanding love and respect to each one.”

— Chuck Akot, “We give our hearts e n t i r e l y.”

She is back to him and I know she does not think about me anymore. 

You probably don’t think about me at all..and that hurts.