— Buddha (via kushandwizdom)
— (via sadness-and-memories)
"If I make a fool of myself , who cares? I’m not frightened by anyone’s perception of me.”
— Red (Orange Is The New Black)
I can still remember the way you made me feel. Something I’ve never felt before. Something I can’t quite explain. No one had ever affected me the way you did. No one has to this day. I wish I could feel that high again.
I was once strong and now all I feel is weak. So optimistic. So naive. You’ve hurt me like no one has before. Yet I still yearn for the memory of you. Of us. I don’t understand it. I don’t believe in things I once did. I don’t believe in you. I can’t even say I know you anymore. You’ve faded into only a memory with an old me. I’m not that girl anymore and I never will be.
Seeing you after it was all said and done, only brought the feelings back. They flooded my body. Took over me all at once. Talking to you made my heart skip a beat again. Now all I feel is pain with just the thought of you.
I guess you will always be a mystery to me. A lesson I had to learn. An ache I had to feel. A burn I haven’t fully recovered from. Not sure I ever will.