No podemos obligar a la gente a elegirnos.
No quería irme a dormir por si en algún momento me necesitabas. No quería irme, no sin saber si estabas bien.
Y con el tiempo me di cuenta que se siente más cuando evitamos sentir.
Lya.
“Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear so immediately that the two of you, on some level, belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you’re in love or creating things together or foxhole buddies or partners in crime. It’s so clear, right off the bat, that this is what you’re supposed to be doing, that this is what you’re for. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest of circumstances, and they help you make a life. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but. It definitely makes me believe in something.”
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¿Qué sentido tiene extrañar a alguien si solo se lo dices a tu mente y corazón? ¿Qué sentido tiene no expresarlo al mundo? ¿Qué sentido tiene no decírselo a esa persona?
-¿Qué sentido tiene todo eso?
SkyDreamer
Pretending to be Ok and everything is fine saves you a lot of questions and awkward moments
Blogging for B #006
I felt like my heart would pop up right from my chest, felt good and wrong at the same time. Having hope that maybe she feels something but knowing that everything it’s just in my head and she’s just being cool.
How can I be better? It’s something wrong with me? What I’m doing wrong?
caostalgia