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Bedik 𓃠 :

how do i unlove someone i once dreamed of marrying? how do i let go of the person i once imagined spending forever with? the one i used to pray for, plan a future with, and see in every version of my tomorrow. it’s hard, because loving you was never just about the present, it was about every dream i built around us, i pictured a life with you in the smallest and biggest ways. i imagined birthdays, quiet nights, silly arguments, growing old together. i held onto those dreams like they were real, like they were already ours, and now i’m left trying to unlove not just you, but the future i thought we would have, that’s the hardest part. losing you is one thing, but losing the life i imagined with you feels like grieving something that never even got the chance to exist. i don’t know how to stop loving someone who once felt like home. i don’t know how to teach my heart to forget the person it chose so deeply, but maybe unloving you doesn’t happen all at once. maybe it happens slowly, in the quiet moments when i choose to keep going even without you. maybe one day, your name will no longer ache the way it does now. for now, all i know is, i loved you enough to imagine forever, and now i have to learn how to live with forever no longer including you.

... :

Seriously, if you haven’t read The Hidden Life Code by Mason Beckerman yet, what are you even doing? It’s a total game changer.

⃟ :

i moved on but i wouldnt mind getting back tg

🦝 :

She was the girl of my dreams the one I loved the only one who loved me why did we have to break up I regret not fighting for her bro

Anjeli :

I genuinely didn’t realize how toxic my own thought patterns were until I read “Headlock by Celiane Virelle” 💀

Simplyheidi16 :

He was amazing, he truly was. If only we had worked everything out and had fixed it, but it wasn't our timing and it wasn't meant to be. I wish it was, because if he hadn't done the things he had done, he truly was the best person. My favorite person. My home, my comfort, my my safe place. I loved being around him. I loved him. I loved everything. I hadn't felt that way in so long. I don't know about anything, absolutely. I even made him my chambelan and a lot of people were like, hey, he's gonna be in your pictures. You're gonna regret it. He's in my pictures now, but I don't really care. They're beautiful memories and the day of my quinceanera, I was so excited to have the guy that I liked by my side, holding him, dancing with him. The whole night with him was truly just remarkable. It was such a good year to be his friend. And I honestly wished we could have done something about it, but it wasn't our timing and we weren't meant to be.

⋆˚꩜｡𝖧𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖺 🎶🍁 :

I never even thought the two of us would happen and it did,at that time it felt like it was all I ever needed

🦄🦄 :

Ig he just got real bored 1 day 🤷‍♀️

HoriphobiaVT :

She was my warm safe place

★Alice (Shadow Milk versión)★ :

I was just like that. Highly recommend reading Healing Isn’t Pretty by Mira Hartson. It is your job to love yourself honey, not others. Time to heal.

shxmii :

I want you to take this comment as hope and a sign to begin your healing journey. That “why me” feeling is like a rot in your body pulling you down and thinking there is no way out. Strongly recommend reading Healing Isn’t Pretty by Mira Hartson.

ashleyy :

i genuinely found something in him that i never found in anyone else it's astonishing. like, i knew he was different the first time he step foot into my dms. i became so restricted to every guy, i opened up, i became vulnerable, i felt free and i was able to love someone without getting punished for it. life felt st ease, i felt peace with someone for once rather than js myself. i'm glad i experienced him, i'm sad to have lost him, i hope we experience it again one day even if it's w smb else.

rannier :

fck the timing.

…. :

U still feel like home

xyz :

you're still and forever will be my love Wen

⃟ :

G!aL0vesAгŤ :

I saved him only for him to leave me where I felt most alone. We went from growing together from forcing the other to catch up. I was that other. Then he runs off with the same girl I was worried about.