At some point you will realize that you have done too much for someone, that the only next possible step to do is to stop. Leave them alone. Walk away. It’s not like you’re giving up, and it’s not like you shouldn’t try. It’s just that you have to draw the line of determination from desperation. What is truly yours will eventually be yours, and what is not, no matter how hard you try, will never be.

Let him go, get him out of your head; remember you’re not in his. Forget his birthday, his phone number, and the sweet things he said; remember those were lies. Delete his texts, take his contact out of your phone; remember he’s talking to all those other girls instead. Quit wishing he’ll come back, stop putting yourself down, remember it’s not your fault; he had no good reason to leave. Just stop it, stop it all, and erase him from your past. Block out his name, ignore his texts, plug your ears when someone mentions him because trust me, he’s doing perfectly fine without you. If you ever want to get over him, cut yourself off. Take every object and memory you have of him and throw it in the trash. And then maybe, if you’re lucky, you’ll escape him.

It’s hard to lose somebody. I spent a lot of time searching for reasons or answers, but you can’t find what’s not there.

It was only a smile, nothing more. It didn’t make everything all right. It didn’t make anything all right. Only a smile. A tiny thing. A leaf in the woods, shaking in the wake of a startled bird’s flight. But I’ll take it. With open arms. Because when spring comes, it melts the snow one flake at a time, and maybe I just witnessed the first flake melting.

There would be some pain, but life would move on. I wanted that, to move on, to forget, to start with a clean slate. I wanted to be able to breathe again.

Cause I’m trying to be unforgettable.

Being with you made me feel that maybe I didn’t have to keep planning anymore because it felt like I was actually living. And that for once in my life I wouldn’t have to work so hard at being happy. That it just could happen.

I’ll forget the world that I once knew, but I swear I won’t forget you.

You used to think that someone would come along and lay beside you in a space that they belong. But the other side of the mattress and box springs stayed like new. What’s the point of holding onto what never gets used? Other than to sit and desire for something new. And I try not to worry, but you’ve got me terrified. It’s like you’re in some kind of hurry to say goodbye.

It may be unfair, but what happens in a few days, sometimes even a single day, can change the course of a whole lifetime.

So we’ve put an end to it this time. I’m no longer yours, and you’re no longer mine. You said this hill looks far too steep, and I’m not even sure it’s me you wanna keep. It’s been ten days without you in my reach and the only time I’ve touched you is in my sleep. But time has changed nothing at all, you’re still the only one that feels like home. I’ve tried cutting the ropes, and I’ve let you go but you’re still the only one that feels like home.

So I’ll write it out on paper to remember every word, for everything I’ve lost and found inside of every verse. I’m always hoping for the best, maybe I’m just cursed.

My past was like that, always turning up.

I guess when you’re young, you just believe there will be many people with whom you’ll connect with. Later in life, you realize it only happens a few times.

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