"and i’ll be here by the ocean

I could stand here for hours

Just to ask God the question, “Is everyone here make-believe?”

With a tear in His voice, He said, “Son, that’s the question.

Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?”“- mayday parade <3

-Yessenia Solis

“I am stronger than Depression and braver than Loneliness and nothing will ever exhaust me.”

3 Notes

give me something to believe in. <3

and i keep dreaming of the day i find happiness. i wish i could fast forward time and get there. i want to be able to be happy with the simplicity of life and to stop wanting more. all i’m asking for is to be able to stop faking this smile. i just want to be GENUINELY happy without trying. 

you see that bird, the one that just spreads its wings and flies? i wish i was that bird. i wish i was able to just fly away. to feel liberated and soar in the sky with no restrictions. i want to be that bird that flies in freedom and soars in happiness. i want to be able to escape from this prison i call my life. give me liberty, or watch me die. 

sometimes i question if you really like ME or just my shell. do you even know who i truly am? do you know i always order chicken fries at burger king? do you know that dr. pepper and reese’s make my days brighter? do you know that im a tree hugging hippie at heart? do you know i’d rather stay in and cuddle rather than drink and party? do you really know the REAL me? no? then how can you like me? get to know me, i promise i wont let you down.

do you ever wonder what lies in the vast ocean? how many dead bodies with untold stories are swallowed up and never recovered? do you ever wonder how many secrets the ocean keeps? of how many tears the ocean is composed of? i do, i sit and think for hours just staring at it. i am so perplexed by its complexity yet simplicity. how can something so beautiful be so destructive yet soothe me at the same time? then i think of you and it all makes sense. 

when recollecting my definition of love throughout the years, i have seen many changes. when i was 3 my definition of love was the love i had for my parents. when i was in my elementary years, my definition of love was being sick and being able to stay home and watch cartoons all day. as middle school came, love became a boy along with my first kiss. as high school years approached i discovered the true meaning of love and how much it hurts when it’s brutally ended with no closure. now as i am in college, you would think my idea of love would only be enhanced by my experiences, thus i would have found HIM, the love of my life, by now. well guess again, love to me is dead at the mere age of 18. save me. 

yes, i pretend i am fearless and that nothing can phase me. i put on this tough girl act but im scared of a lot of things. my weakness? the fear of losing you. 

my life is a book, each page with so much detail and color. with every turn of a page you’ll discover a new thing about me. i promise i am worthwhile. i know in almost every book, there’s a useless part that holds no relevance to the plot, however, in my book every word is relevant. every comma and period will ultimately help you uncover the real me. so don’t skim; read me, enjoy me, love me. i am an open book. discover me.

-Yessenia Solis

“I am stronger than Depression and braver than Loneliness and nothing will ever exhaust me.”

3 Notes

"What happened to her?" "Life." /:

when she’s silent, that’s when you know something’s wrong. ‘cause she’s always the one to get in trouble for talking to too many people and always being social and spunky. you know she’s hurting when she’s not herself. so when she’s not talking, there’s a problem.


We do not get unlimited chances to have the things we want. And this, I know. Nothing is worse than missing an oppurtunity that could have changed your life.

He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold on to him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you.



A guy out there was meant to be the love of your life, your best friend, your soul mate, the one you can tell your dreams to. He’ll brush the hair out of your eyes. Send you flowers when you least expect it. He’ll stare at you during the movies, even though he paid $8 to see it. He’ll call to say goodnight or just ‘cause he is missing you. He’ll look in your eyes and tell you, you’re the most beautiful girl in the world, and for the first time in your life, you’ll believe it.
- Nicholas Sparks

sometimes it feels like no matter how hard you try to look beautiful for that ONE person, it really doesn’t matter because at the end they really don’t care or notice. not one single comment. sometimes trying seems useless. 

Isn’t every girl’s dream the same? To have a boy who calls at three in the morning, and pours his heart out to you without a single hesitation or second thought.

i don’t need a dozen roses from a high end florist. just give me a yellow tulip you picked. i don’t need a trip to a fancy restaurant to eat a meal under the stars. just take me on a picnic and watch the stars with me. point is: i’m a simple girl that wants to be loved and appreciated.

She finds love in all the wrong places. The same situations, just different faces.

i’m not okay. i haven’t been okay in a long time and it kills me to have this unbroken silence.

-Yessenia Solis

"I am stronger than Depression and braver than Loneliness and nothing will ever exhaust me."

4 Notes

don’t let a good thing pass you by. no regrets. (:

"finding the right person and missing out on them because you were "still looking" is like when you hear a song you like on the radio, but you don’s stay and listen to it because, like most, you’ve gotta see what else is playing before you decide you actually want to listen to that song. so you keep looking through different stations and find nothing that can compare to the song in the beginning because in the middle of your “song pursuit”  you realize the song you had heard at first is your favorite song and there’s no better song out there, so then when you finally make up your mind and realize that you want to listen to it you decide to go back to the radio station…but it’s too late now, it’s over.” -yessenia solis <3 

2 Notes

yeaa, i’m smiling, but you’re not the reason anymore ♥

I love when you tell me I’m pretty when I just wake up. And I love how you tease me when I’m moody and it’s always enough. I’m falling fast and the truth is I’m not scared at all. You broke my wall.


 

I just want someone to say to me, "I’ll always be there when you wake."

 I’m not the silly romantic like you think. I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars. I don’t want gemstones or gold. All  I want is a steady hand. A kind soul. I want to fall asleep, and wake up, knowing my heart is safe. I want to love, and to be loved.


You should have said, "Nice to meet you, I’m your other half."

 

But with you I can let my hair down, I can say anything crazy,
I know you’ll catch me right before I hit the ground.
I never felt so beautiful, baby as I do now, now that I’m with you.


You were everything I was looking for when I wasn’t even looking.

 I want some real shit, I need somebody I can chill with.
I need somebody I can build with, I need somebody
I can hold tight. Anytime we together would feel so right.
 


Whatever tomorrow brings I’ll be there with open arms and open eyes.

-Yessenia Solis

I am stronger than Depression and braver than Loneliness and nothing will ever exhaust me.

3 Notes

&& its the little things that hurt the most.

so lately ive been an emotional wreck. i have no clue what is or how it came to be, but any little comment or action hurts me in ways not even plausible. i feel as if my heart was reborn again, however, it was reborn premature and very fragile and just like a premature baby, any little thing can hurt/ damage my heart. ive reached a point where i feel like i need to protect my heart just like a lioness protects its newborn cubs. im not ready to get hurt again, and therefore im shutting down and not letting anyone else in. i thought i was ready to fall in love again (my wall had even come down), but days like this make me open my eyes and realize that in life, sometimes, you have nobody but yourself. thus, i will rebuild myself ALONE and if that, in essence, deprives me of my happiness, then so be it. id rather be in a state of limbo where i wont feel either happiness or sadness than to be drowned in tears again. this time i AM bulletproof.  

-Yessenia Solis ♥

“I am stronger than Depression and braver than Loneliness and nothing will ever exhaust me.”

1 Notes

pain is what forces us to grow..(:

Between the hours of 12-4 a.m. is when I do the most thinking. While the rest of the world is sleeping, forgetting all their problems, I’m awake wondering what I could do to make my life better.

If you really knew me, you’d realize I’m not the girl I was before. I’ve been hurt, walked all over, used, and rejected. I still have hope for new relationships. But if you really knew me, you’d know I’m scared to death of falling in love again. I’m scared to death of getting hurt. I’m scared to death of getting attached and thrown to the side. Please don’t do that to me. If you really knew me, you’d know I trust you.


You were born because you are going to be important to someone.

I’m sick of pretending to act a certain way to keep people happy. Like it or leave it, I’m not changing myself for you anymore.

I finally deleted all my old messages from you. I don’t need a reminder of how much you changed.

A face without freckles is like a sky without stars,
why waste a second not loving who you are?
Those little imperfections make you beautiful.

I make mistakes. I have regrets. I hate being alone. I’m
always late. I hate school. I never call anyone back. I don’t
like being wrong. I’m a huge procrastinator. I act like I’m
a lot tougher than I am. I hate being ignored. I cry. I’m shy.
I get annoyed by people too easily. I have enemies. I can’t
sing. I have horrible balance. I laugh really obnoxiously. I can’t
trust anyone with my life. Many things just seem to get to
me. I’m not perfect. But the beauty of it is, that I don’t care.

You used to be the only thing I fell for, all I ever wanted. Or so I thought. But we both changed. Your heart grew cold and mine grew smarter.

I’m so fucking done. I’m not gonna care how frizzy my hair is. I’m not gonna put on eyeliner to make my eyes look prettier. I won’t try to be happy around you even though I’m having a horrible day. I’m not gonna laugh at your jokes even though they’re not funny. I’m not gonna nonchalantly lock eyes with you, hoping you feel it too. Don’t expect me to smile at you because I can’t even stand to look at you anymore. I’m not gonna care about you flirting with the other 9832792 girls you usually flirt with. I’m just gonna forget you. I don’t need you. I don’t want you. I don’t love you anymore.



I’m gonna finally do what’s best for me, for once. You know what that means? No more you.

i’m sick of trying to build this perfect life,fuck it. ima wing it

What are you doing? You’re gonna drive yourself insane. You’ll never find the sunshine, when you’re following the rain.

in a world filled of hate, we must still dare to hope. in a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort. in a world filled of despair, we must still dare to dream. in a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to believe



I love writing, I love opinions and quotes and expressions. It’s so beautiful to know that you’re not alone in this messed up world. It’s relieving to know that someone else feels the same way you do.

I know I’ve made a lot of mistakes,
but I don’t regret making any of them,
because if I hadn’t made them I wouldn’t
have learned how to make things right.

You got a dream, you gotta protect it. People can’t do something
themselves,they wanna tell you that you can’t do it.You want
something? Go get it.
-The Pursuit Of Happiness


Do you ever sit and think.. what if? What if you never said the first hello? What if our paths never crossed? What if you kept your mouth shut and just let things pass, or what if you would have said just one more thing? What if you had five more minutes? What if you could turn back time or make it all just stand still? What if you could say I love you one more time or NEVER had said it at all? Where would your life be?

Believe that being alone means you’re free.
That old lovers miss you and new lovers want you
and the one you’re with is the one you’re meant to be with.
That everything you want to happen, will happen.
if you decide you want it enough.
That every time you think a sad thought,
you can think a happy one instead.

yeah, I might feel defeated
and I might hang my head
I might be barely breathing,
but I’m not dead.
cause tomorrow’s another day
and I’m thirsty any ways
so bring on the rain..

No one can hurt me anymore. In fact, no one can even come close because I just don’t care anymore. About anything. I wake up & don’t care what I wear. I don’t care what I do on the weekends. I just go through the motions. So I sure as hell don’t care what you do with your life anymore.


Happiness is the consequence of personal effort. You fight for it, strive for it, insist upon it, and sometimes even travel around the world looking for it. You have to participate relentlessly in the manifestations of your own blessings. And once you have achieved a state of happiness, you must never become lax about maintaining it. You must make a mighty effort to keep swimming upward into that happiness forever, to stay afloat on top of it.

A successful person is one who can lay a
firm foundation with the
bricks that others throw at him or her. 
  + + David Brinkley


I quit being afraid when my first venture

failed and the sky didn’t fall down.

 

stop falling.
you have enough bruises on that poor heart of yours.

and when you find yourself lost in the darkness and despair, remember it’s only in the black of the night you see the stars. && those stars lead you back home.


I looked back on us today, and I honestly don’t know why I missed you, and why I wanted you back. Sure, at the beginning we were kids rushing into things we had no idea what about, but slowly, instead of trusting you more, I trusted you less, and the more I loved you, the less I loved myself. But now I’m free, and I’m not sorry. I had to get out. I knew it was over long before you said it. And I thought you broke my heart, but you merely made it stronger, made it resilient. Of course I’ll never forget you, but there’s no way I’m ever going back. So goodbye, my first love. Thank you for being such a fabulous waste of time.

And if I had to sum up this past year, I wasted months
of it trying to impress you. I wasted hours of days just
talking to you on the phone, and what did it get me?
A broken heart, a very quiet cell phone, piles of clothes
I’ll never wear again and drawers full of make up. It wasn’t
worth it. You weren’t worth it.

i just have to grasp the fact that you might as well be dead. the person i’m in love with isn’t here anymore. just replaced, by a cold-hearted asshole. but some times, once in a while… i see this tiny glimmer of who you used to be. and it makes me miss you. no.. it makes me miss who you were. but the thing is, i hate who you are now. so much, i never wanna see you again

it’s funny how when you finally get over someone,
you start seeing them in a whole new perspective.
it’s like you’re looking at them through the eyes
of your best friend; & you realize, he’s nothing
special. he’s just another ordinary boy.

All the adversity I’ve had in my life,
all my troubles and obstacles, have strengthened me…
You may not realize it when it happens,
but losing him might be the best thing in the world for you.

-Yessenia Solis ♥

"I am stronger than Depression and braver than Loneliness and nothing will ever exhaust me."

5 Notes

speak now or forever hold your peace.

go for it now, the future is promised to no one.

The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing, will become nothing. He may avoid suffering and sorrow, but he simply cannot learn and feel and change and grow and love and live.

take a risk, you’ll never know until you try.

“When you trust others you are telling the world that you’re strong enough to take a risk.”

And you jump. Feet fall first into unknown depths, the uncertainty of what is to come seeping through your veins. There’s nothing to hold onto, nothing to reach, nothing to grasp. You just fall. Waiting to be caught. Waiting to land on your feet. Waiting to fly. Unknown. Uncertain. Jump.

When you die, and it really could be this afternoon, you will not be happy about having said no. You will be kicking your ass about all the no’s you’ve said. No to that opportunity, or no to that trip to Nova Scotia or no to that night out, or no to that project or no to that person who wants to be naked with you but you worry about what your friends will say.

you will spend the rest of your day(s) questioning, “What if?” “What if” is a dangerous phrase; alone the two words don’t mean shit but put them together and it’s a mindfuck that won’t disappear. If you don’t venture beyond your comfort zone then don’t complain that other people are so blessed, you condemned yourself to a life of mediocrity through your apathy.

“if you’re not willing to risk it all, you dont want it bad enough.”

Oh, what the hell, why not.

 

“A ship is safe in harbor, but that’s not what ships are for.” — William Shedd

"Don’t take the free ride your whole life."

“At some point, you’ve got to man up & jump. You’ve got to quit being scared of the ‘maybes’ & ‘what ifs’ & just freaking jump. Quit cheating yourself out of the best thing that could ever happen to you, quit cheating yourself out of what you have wanted for so long & just fall. Fall hard, fall long, & fall forever”


Never let the fear of striking out keep you form playing the game.

 

“Fear should never decide love.”

-Yessenia Solis ♥

"I am stronger than Depression and braver than Loneliness and nothing will ever exhaust me."

6 Notes

&& you still live inside me…</3

"I, um, I have this problem. I broke up with my boyfriend, you see. And I’m pretty upset about it, so I wanted to talk to my best friend. The thing is, they’re both you." -Jodi Picoult

I remember all the late night talks and all the words i was comfortable saying to him, but i never would have been able to say to anyone else. i remember all the songs that take me back and make me smile. i remember all the moments he took my breath away. i remember the games we played because we talked so much we couldn’t think of anything to say. i miss you.

I guess the reason I think I’m nothing is because no one’s ever fought for me. I believe if I was truly worth it, that somewhere along this road, someone would’ve fought for me to stay, but instead, I always wound up walking away.

There it goes again. That heavy feeling in your chest when you don’t feel any desire to speak or move. All you want to do is close your eyes and sleep, because the process of being broken is incredibly exhausting. You attempt your best to make your days fulfilling, but no matter how hard you try you can’t seem to connect to anyone or anything.

I don’t know the reason I can’t get over this, maybe we are unfinished business. My heart is waiting for the closure its never going to get. Maybe I am still in love with you. How can I tell? Maybe I never loved you. Is that how you tell? He once said the reason he knew he loved me was because he did, if someone were to ask him do you love her? Instantly he says yes. He just knew. And I can’t, for the life of me, figure out how.

It’s just that, I know you’re unhappy a lot. and maybe it doesn’t help anything, but I wanted you to know that i’m always here. I won’t ever let you down - I promise that you can always count on me. wow, that sounds corny, but you know that, right? that I would never, ever hurt you.

Why couldn’t I have just had one more opportunity to let you know how I truly did feel about you before you left? You had so much to love about you, you were the strongest person I knew. I know you had voices in your head, screaming words you didn’t really mean and sometimes it hurt, but I put up with it. I knwo you’re in a better place now, but I still miss you more than words can even describe. I have always loved you more than you will ever know, even if you never realized it. And I always will.

I suffer in silence. I don’t cry in front of people. I can smile despite how shitty things are. I will always put you before me. I leave my phone on at night just in case someone needs me. It’s because I love everyone else more than I could ever love myself. What can I say, I’m just a fuck up with a good heart.

Those minutes where I am alone, just me and my pillow. I think, a lot. I think about everything, anything. It varies from “what am I doing with my life?” to “did I have homework?” The room is so silent, but my mind is so loud. It drives me crazy because the things I would never think about, I think about. Sometimes, I hate it because it brings up thing I would rather never think about again. The split second before sleep is the most active second of my life.

It’s funny, when I think about this exact time last year… Things were so different. I never would have thought that things could change so much in only a year. I wonder what next december will be like.

I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand. It’s when you know you’re licked before you begin but you begin anyway and you see it through no matter what. You rarely win, but sometimes you do. - To Kill A Mockingbird

Tell me… How does that bottle make you feel? Do those bloodshot eyes help you see? Does the liquor on your breath help you speak? Does your turning stomach help you sleep?

She landed smack in the middle of your world and turned everything upside down until you were addicted to her smile, her voice filled your dreams and everything that didn’t make sense before, is all of a sudden perfect.

Right now I want a word that describes the feeling you get - a cold, sick feeling deep down inside - when you know something is happening that will change you, and you don’t want it to, but you can’t stop it. And you know, for the first time, for the very first time, that there will now be a before and an after, a was and a will be. And that you will never again be quite the person you were.

I give up on someone the second i realize they don’t feel the same way. But with you, ive been fighting for months to win your heart. I believe in fate, which is why I’m still fighting for you.

I can’t help but remember everything. I mean, you see somebody and you think about all they’ve ever said and done - the good and the bad. It all comes back to you, and it feels so right and hurts so bad all at once.

And it was then that I realized that this was the last time we would see each other. It was the last time we’d get to hold hands, the last time I would get to tell you it will be alright. It was then I realized the meaning of perfect. It was a day like this, in a place right here, with our pinkies locked without a care in the world.

When you break a girl’s heart, it’s like drowning a kitten. It really is; because we love you so much and we snuggle and we will nuzzle your neck and we’ll paw your fat belly. But the moment you break our little hearts, we’ll kill you, man. -Katy Perry

I close my eyes, thinking that there is nothing like an embrace after absence, nothing like fitting my face into the curve of his shoulder and filling my lungs with the scent of him.

I wonder what you’re doing right now and if you’re okay. I hope you are. I wonder if you have trouble sleeping ‘cause you’re thinking too much and if you’re sad. I hope you’re not. I wonder if you think of me, miss me, and also wonder. I hope you do.

I’m always wondering if he’ll return. Sometimes I pray that he doesn’t. And sometimes I hope he will. I wish on falling stars and eyelashes. Absence isn’t solid the way death is. It’s fluid, like language. And it hurts so much.. so, so much.

This is failure. It’s that moment when you realize that a choice you made, or something you did, has fully changed the course of your life. But what matters even more than this truth is what you do choose to do once you know it. The tendency may be to curl up in the fetal position and wait for things to improve. But if you can somehow manage to take a breath and look around you, you might just spot another path you hadn’t seen before. It may not be easy to walk, especially the beginning. But all that really matters is that it’s there. - Sarah Dessen

what me and him had. i cannot explain it or describe it any other way. His love was all i knew. </3


I wish you hadn’t turned your back. I wish you had explained. I wish you hadn’t made me lose my faith in everything. for the rest of my life, i’ll never forget that night we stayed up talking till five. i told you my dreams and fears, and you told me all your secrets. i never opened myself up to someone like that before. what we felt at that one moment in time.. was simply irreplaceable.

The bad thing about falling to pieces is that it hurts. The good thing about it is that once you’re lying there in shards, you’ve got nothing left to protect, and so you have no reason not to be honest.

Because maybe, just maybe, he felt something for her, something real and true and wonderful and something he could not deny, no matter how many jokes me made about it. Maybe he was here because he loved her. -The Val Alen Legacy by Melissa de la Cruz

The only thing I’ve learned is that you can’t move on alone. You need someone else to show you that behind all the clouds, the sun is still shining.


You taught me many things.. like how it feels to miss someone so bad, it feels like a part of you is missing. I can tell you one thing - now that you have gone, I never will forget you. You left your mark.

Even if you think the flame has died, there’s at least one lyric that’ll hit that last hot spot, and then you’ll find yourself as fucked as you were the day you lied and said you never wanted to see him again. -John Mayer

I’m not looking to fall in love. I’m not even necessarily looking for a boyfriend right now. All I really want is to find a nice, good guy I can text late at night, joke around with, and be stupid with. Someone who likes the same music as me, someone I can easily talk to, someone I can be my total self around and not mind at all. A guy I can waste Friday nights with, laugh with, and have fun with. Someone who’s not perfect, but understands me, you know? Is that really too much to ask for?

I’m afraid I’ll end up alone. I’m scared that I’m always going to be the ‘sister’ or ‘friend’ or the ‘confidant’, not quite somebody’s everything. I’m scared that I’ll never find a guy that I’ll love as much as I love you. (Dawson’s Creek)

After the funeral, my grandfather hugged me. And I’ll never forget what he said. He told me that he had just lost the love of his life, the most important thing in the world to him, and that it hurt like hell. He said he probably wouldn’t ever be the same. But then he looked me straight in the eyes; he said that his time with her was something he would never trade, that it was the only thing worth living for. He told me to find that. He told me that once I had that, nothing else would be as important. And he said once I found it, to cherish it and never let it go.

If nothing else, one day you can look someone straight in the eyes and say, “But I lived through it, and it made me who I am today.”


i really wish there was one person i could just sit and talk with; it wouldn’t matter how the words came out or how they sounded but they would sit, listen, and hold me until stopped crying, instead of just saying “im so sorry, it’ll get better” like everyone else.

And now we hardly talk, but you had so much to say, those night where there was skin on skin, and I could feel your pulse. Considering I thought it meant a little more than this, I guess it’s mostly you I’m starting to miss.

i no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. but i was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.

I’m just not all there. I mean, I can analyze somebody else until the cows wander home, but as soon as I turn all that indulgent perception on myself, it’s like I completely lose connection between my heart and my head. It’s like the two are incompatible, and I can’t get it together. And I really wish I could, because I’m so scared of what might happen if I don’t.

Everyone in the world could be screaming at me, telling me that I could do better and I wouldn’t care. I would stick my middle finger high in the air while my other hand was holding yours.

But there’s a story behind everything. How a picture got on a wall. How a scar got on your face. Sometimes the stories are simple, and sometimes they are hard and heartbreaking. -Mitch Albom

But unlike you, I can’t just walk away. I can’t simply forget what we had. It’s not that easy for me to let go of something that was such a huge part of my life. I guess it really mattered to me.

I’m still praying. I’m still holding on. I believe in you.

-Yessenia Solis ♥

"I am stronger than Depression and braver than Loneliness and nothing will ever exhaust me."

2 Notes

you didn’t love me…you don’t destroy people you love.

Chances are I’ll never get a moment like this again, so here’s everything
I ever wanted to tell you. No one has ever gotten me like you. I’ve never
found anyone who makes me laugh like you. You’re the one person I can
honestly see myself happy with. The definition of love to me is you.

You will lose someone you can’t live without, and your heart will be badly
broken, and the bad news is that you never completely get over the loss
of your beloved. But this is also the good news, they live forever in your
broken heart that doesn’t seal back up, and you come through. It’s like
having a broken leg that never heals perfectly – that still hurts when the
weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with the limp.

Even though everyone says it’s over, and that you’re over me, i just can’t
let go of that hope; that hope that you deep down want me. That you just
haven’t realized it yet, and one moment back together will bring us all back.

I always think of you before i fall asleep. The words you said, the way
you looked, the things we laughed about, the silent moments we shared,
and when i dream; i’ll dream of you because it’s about you. It’s always
about you.

I’m tired of wasting all me time, wishing you were still mine. I’m tired of
crying cause you quit trying. Thinking it was all my fault, trying to fix it
in every possible way. Searching the blanks trying to hear the words you
never say. I’m tired of my world falling apart, while that other girl is
stealing your heart. They ask me if I’m okay, I used to lie and say I’m
fine but now I’ll actually mean it next time. Cause this isn’t me giving up,
I’d never give up on you. This is just the beauty of moving on; it’s just
one of those things I gotta do.

There comes a point where you miss someone so much that you can hear
their voice echo in your head. You can hear the names that they used to
call you, the words they used to tell you. You memorized their laugh, their
smile, & their silly ways.

Technically I’m single, but emotionally I’m completely
taken, because in my mind I will always be his girl.
Even though he doesn’t want me anymore

I think it’s time I let you go. And that’s so hard to do because 
some part of me will be in love with you for the rest of my life. 
But the daydreaming, the running in place, it’s not healthy. So 
this is me, cutting the cord. This is me doing what I should have 
done months ago: Saying goodbye.

I want to be with you, I just want to be with you. if I could hold 
your hand for the rest of my life, I would never be scared again. 
I want to hold you tight and I want to tell you every second how 
much you mean to me because nobody has ever meant more. I 
want to be able to help you and make you smile, just like you make 
me smile.

I can’t do this anymore. I can’t pretend that I’ve moved on,
when the truth is that whenever I see you, I’m flooded with
everything that we lost. Everything we could’ve had…everything
we should’ve had. What we had, it was real. I just know it, 
it felt real. We both felt it, I just know it. There aren’t any
words to describe the relationship had. We never dated but
we both knew that we loved each other. I don’t know what 
happened between us and that is what still tears me apart inside.

I know in the back of my mind that life would be so much 
easier if I never talked to you again. If I shut you out of my 
life and moved on, I could finally get over you. But you’re the 
only thing that makes me happy, whether it’s right or wrong 
and I don’t have the strength to give up on that.

I’ve been doing fine without you, really…up until the nights got cold.
And everybody’s here, except you, baby. Seems like everyone’s got
someone to hold, but for me it’s just a lonely time.
+ Christmases When You Were Mine – Taylor Swift

I trusted you…i was finally ready to let my guard down after being hurt
so many times & what did you do? Took advantage of it. I told you my
biggest secrets, fears, and dreams. I was so happy and you then took
that smile off my face in a second. You fucked everything up, apparently
she’s much more important than i ever was.

The one thing i hate most is saying goodbye. It’s never been easy for me.
I mean, how do you approach the concept of goodbye? Goodbyes are all
different. Some are for a day, some are for a month, but others are for
forever. And the concept of forever is hard to accept. It’s like hey, i’m never
going to see you again, goodbye. It doesn’t feel complete, but i think that’s
what goodbyes are. They’re incomplete and you honestly don’t know
how long the goodbye will last. It’s a part of life.

The worst feeling isn’t being lonely, but being forgotten by someone you
could never forget, to look back and see how things used to be, knowing
it will never be the same, and realizing it doesn’t matter to him at all
because he doesn’t miss a thing.

There is always gonna be that one person, the one who got away, the one
who fucked you up, the one who broke your heart, the one you swore you
would love forever. That person, who becomes not even a person at some
point, but becomes this overwhelming being, this sense of loss that you carry
with you; they are not worth it. Seriously, stop crying right now. Maybe you
cannot see it right now, maybe all the other stuff that gets tossed in the
pile of human relationships make it very hard to see, but people who treat
you badly, are bad.

I know someone better is out there, but i always find myself hoping you’d
come back to me, only wanting you. I miss you more than anything…

He’s the cutest, sweetest, nicest, greatest, most romantic, most insensitive,
asshole i’ve ever met. 

People always ask me, “Have you ever been in love?” I tell them, “Yes,
but it wasn’t good enough for him.”

I’m not okay today, and I might not be tomorrow, but I’m going to try
a lot harder from now on. I don’t want to feel this way anymore; I don’t
want this nothingness tangled around my heart.

I’m not ready for this. I’m not ready to give my heart away again. I’ve been
hurt, so so hurt. I’ve been broken and i haven’t pulled myself back together
yet. Maybe you’re right, maybe we are meant for each other, but right now
i can’t give you all of me but if you’re willing to wait i’m sure the day will
come when i can love you endlessly.

I look at you and remember how much pain and hurt you caused me and i
can truthfully say it doesn’t bother me anymore. Yeah, you put me through
a lot but i can’t say i regret any of it for a second. Yeah, it hurt like hell but
it was the realest hurt i’ve ever felt. And the feeling i felt when i was with
you was worth every second of hurt.

If you’re really over me, fine. Don’t text me or act like you used to. Don’t
look at me with that look on your face that you know used to take my
breath away. Baby, let me be. Don’t play me on, just leave me alone. Show
me it’s really over.

I am here for you if you’d only care. You touched my heart and touched my
soul; changed my life and all my goals. And love is blind and that I knew when
my heart was blinded by you. I’ve kissed your lips and held your hand. Shared
your dreams and shared your bed. I know you well, I know your smell;
I’ve been addicted to you.

I felt something catch in my throat, a sudden surge of sadness. It caught
me unaware, almost taking my breath away. That was the thing; you never
get used to it, the idea of something being gone. Just when you think it’s
reconciled and accepted, someone points it out to you and it just hits you
all over again.

Don’t let yourself get so angry that you stop loving, because one day,
you’ll wake up from that anger and the person you love with be gone.

You weren’t there when i needed you most. You didn’t call or hold me
close. My heart was breaking in so many ways, but you walked away
knowing i wasn’t okay, and i realized i was never worth it to you.

I don’t care how far you are from me, or how long it’s been since we’ve
talked. I don’t care how mad i got at you, or how mad you’ve been at me.
You’re still what matters most to me, and i’m never going to give that up.

What’s worse than being blindly in love with a guy and not seeing him
for what he really is? Being head over heels in love with a guy and seeing
him for what he really is: the asshole, the cheater, the guy who breaks
your heart over and over again, and still loving him and still not being able
to get over him.

She said, “Do you know what it’s like to lose your other half? To be so
sad that when you finally have a reason to smile, it doesn’t feel natural
anymore?”

I’m trying so, so hard to move on; i really am. I feel like i’m doing good
without you, but then i hear a song, recollect a memory, or just picture
your smile, and i break down into the worst kind of crying. The kind of
crying when your whole body just goes numb, and you just want to feel
something.

She’s going to move on and i feel sorry for you because she thought you were
the most amazing boy ever. If she could have any guy in the world, she would
have picked you above the others. She thought you were different – wrong,
you’re just going to be another guy to her now.

  -Yessenia Solis

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