April202014

The Simplest thing?

At first, I sang the songs for you. But maybe now they’re for me. Maybe I was so busy wishing away the darkness from your world, that the darkness won in me.

I still wonder. Do you still hurt? Did you find someone? Did you find the piece of you that was missing for so long?

It wasn’t me. I wanted it to be me. I wanted so badly for me to fit into the hole that was inside of you, to complete you, make you whole. But it wasn’t. And I have no idea whether or not you’ve found that piece.

I haven’t. I’m still existing in a world where I’m always searching to find my missing piece. Hell, I traveled across oceans thinking that in the absence of you, I could find it. But no.

I haven’t felt anything since you. I haven’t had butterflies. I haven’t melted into another person since the last time I laid in your arms. I haven’t wanted to be someone’s everything since I tried so hard to be yours.

In the films, this would mean that you and I were destined for each other. That all my pain, all my searching, all of this would cease with some chance meeting between the two of us, resulting in fireworks and happily-ever-afters.

This isn’t a film. This is life. This is me, lost in a city that’s far away from you. This is you, there, home. With I-don’t-know-who doing I-don’t-know-what, without me.

I’m left with really no choices. I have to keep moving on. I have to forget you and I have to forget the moments we shared and the way that you made me feel. Maybe I need to come to terms with the fact that I may never feel that way again. It may have been my once-in-a-lifetime, but it was just the wrong time. And perhaps, I’ll go on, forever, with nothing but the memories we created together.

"Every night I close my eyes, and all my troubles fade. Every morning when I rise, I’m still sleeping in this bed I made"

8AM

ephemerayla:

monsters-inked:

THESE ARE SO COOL! LOOK AT DRACO ASDFGHKJJL’AS

CAN WE HAVE THIS AU INSTEAD OF THE SECOND HALF OF BOOK 7

BECAUSE I MEAN

Ginny Weasley is a “person of interest in Salazar Opera House arson and bombing.” HOLY SHIT CAN I READ THAT

Love.

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April132014
Let’s compare scars.

Let’s compare scars.

(Source: thewavesofthesea, via leaveyouapen)

scars 

8AM

shrrrr1mp:

hopeinsidelove:

It’s time to change | Source

THIS MAKES ME FEEL BETTER

Amazing

(via awkward-empire)

8AM
The truth.

The truth.

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8AM

spartanrace:

On the eve of the Boston Marathon, we at Spartan Race, along with the country, pay tribute to all the victims and survivors of last year’s attack.
Pictured are athletes and citizens who lived through the events and won’t let tragedy grind them to a halt. This series shot by Robert X. Fogerty for Dear World captures the resilience of those affected that can’t be dampened. Please visit their site to learn more about these people’s stories and pay tribute. 

Boston is as strong as community as the world has. We are proud to be part of it. On Marathon Monday, we will be there and along with the rest of the world, we will be watching a city recover as one.  

Beautiful

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April122014

Moving forward

The problem with moving forward is that when you stop looking to the past, the only direction you can look is forward, to the future, and sometimes, the future feels quite empty.

The past is filled with memories and people. It’s known, and although it can be sad and heart breaking, it’s safe.

The unknown is uncertain. If I’m no longer filling my thoughts with those from my past, what is left?

What am I left to dream about when all that I’ve known is over and done?

A city to myself seemed like a grand opportunity but it’s starting to feel like a vast, empty world filled with faceless people, busy with their own lives.

I too will become faceless in this crowd.

5PM

Fresh

I thought that I could start fresh.

Re-invent myself.

But after all this time,

what I have learned

is that I already know myself.

Who I am

or was,

was already good enough.

Reinvention was not needed.

And perhaps, this is my lesson.

A new city

Was maybe what it took,

for me to open my eyes

and fall in love with who I am

and not who I thought I should be.

5PM

Lost

You can get lost among       

The crowds of people,

Searching.

They wander,

Lost and lonely,

Searching.

They begin to convince you

that you are lost too, and

Searching.

But you’ve done the search

and you’re on your way to

Finding.

February22014

I wanted.

And when it came down to you or him, I wanted to be near you. I wanted to sit with you and hear you tell me I’m beautiful. I wanted to continue to discuss our imaginary future together. I wanted to pretend that it was all true and that we were in love. I wanted to believe that after everything was said and done, we’d be each others answers. But, we aren’t. Or at least, I’m not your answer.

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