When there’s a fresh wound in your heart, keep it open until it heals. Air it out. Understand it. Dive into it. Be fierce enough to become it. If you ignore it, it won’t be able to breath. If you ignore it, it will merely deepen, spread, and resurface later, wanting to release. And when later happens, it will hurt even more; because when later happens, you won’t know what you’re bleeding for...Remain open to feel free.
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You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place. Like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place because you’ll never be this way ever again.
I thought growing up was all about finding the right path to walk on, to find ways to secure the future with your hands. But no one told me that growing up is just simply about finding the way out of your own mind, an escape route out of yourself.
It wasn’t real. I deluded myself. I had this aching need to be loved and it was screwing with my head. Sometimes, when you crave certain feelings, you’ll trick yourself into thinking the other person is something other than what he appears.
I knew I did from that first moment we met. It was… not love at first sight exactly, but familiarity. Like: oh hello, it’s you. It’s going to be you. Game over.