It was terrible and awful when someone left you. You could move on, do the best you could but an ending was an ending. No matter how many pages of sentences and paragraphs of great stories led up to it, it would always have to have the last word.
- Sarah Dessen, Along for the Ride (via quotethat)
The worst type of crying wasn’t the kind everyone could see—the wailing on street corners, the tearing at clothes. No, the worst kind happened when your soul wept and no matter what you did, there was no way to comfort it. A section withered and became a scar on the part of your soul that survived.
- Katie McGarry, Pushing the Limits (via quotethat)
If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s this: We all want everything to be okay. We don’t even wish so much for fantastic or marvelous or outstanding. We will happily settle for okay, because most of the time, okay is enough.
We all have our scars. From loving someone too deeply. From wanting to protect someone too much.
- Mei Tachibana, Say I Love You (via quotethat)
The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It’s the loneliness of it. Memories need to be shared.
If flowers can teach themselves how to bloom after winter passes, so can you.
You should not
have to rip yourself
into pieces to keep
A year ago we stayed up till 3 am talking
And today I don’t know how to even say hey
There’s a difference between somebody who wants you and somebody who would do anything to keep you.