Do You Regret It? Being The One Who Cared More? No. Not In The Way You Might Think. I Mean, Sure I Got

“Do you regret it?” “Being the one who cared more? No. Not in the way you might think. I mean, sure I got hurt. Sure, he moved on with his heart intact and I’ve been picking up the pieces ever since. But I get to sleep easy at night knowing that I will love again. That I can love that much. And that he can’t. Not now, not until he lets go of the high that comes with being the one who leaves, who only loves when it is convenient. I don’t want a love of convenience. And if you have to be the one who always leaves, well, that’s the only kind you get.”

— L.A.L. 

“But if they were truly in love with you they would’ve fought for you. But they didn’t. And sadly that means you loved them more than they loved you.”

I go to bed every single night wondering why having me wasn’t enough for you.

“You’re everywhere. Except right here. And it hurts.” - Rupi Kaur, The Sun and Her Flowers