#excerpt from my diary
Take care of your heart.
Let go of all the people who play with it. The ones who don’t know how to handle it. The ones who took advantage of it and recklessly pierced it into pieces. Let go of those who see your kindness as weakness and take advantage of it. Let go of them so you can fully see and appreciate your worth.
Take care of your heart.
Make a room for the peoole who deserve to have a spot in your life. Fight for the people who will lead you closer to the One who will fill the void in your heart. You may not know them yet but when you do, keep them. Allow yourself to feel what true love is from genuine people.
Take care of your heart.
Do not let the world make you become jaded because you are meant to become a diamond. This world may go against you but that won’t make you less of a person. Your heart is worth guarding for. Your heart is worth fighting for.
Above all else, take care of your heart.
” Isn’t sad when you spend months and sometimes even years on loving someone who could never love you back the same? Isn’t it sad that even though you’re completly aware of it, you’ll still stay. You’ll stay and pretend that they love you as much as you love them because being with them without them loving you sounds a lot more better than being without them at all. ”
- they say love is blind guess they’re right
You know what? I was sick. I was sick of being treated like shit. I was sick of coming back to you and forgiving you every goddamned time and you took advantage of it every single time. I was sick of you ignoring me and only talking to me when it suited you. I was sick of your lies, your bullshit, your secrets. I was sick of crying. I was sick of waking up with tears rolling down my cheeks because of the terrible nightmare I had about losing you (little did I know that I was losing you more and more everyday) And I was sick of going to sleep barley being able to breathe and having to gasp for air every five minutes, all because I was feeling unwanted as hell and you couldn’t care less. I was sick of being mad. I was sick of being mad at myself and putting all the blame on me. I was fucking sick of myself for putting myself through so much shit all because I loved you and put you before me.
I was sick of being sick.
- But I’m ok now.
” I wish I could make you to understand how it felt to be in my shoes, how it felt to feel all that pain you made me feel. Maybe then you would respect me, maybe then you wouldn’t talk about me like I’m crazy. Maybe, just maybe, you’ve regret what you did. ”
- but you don’t want to understand
” I can’t sleep, I can’t eat. I can’t relax, think or do anything at all. Seriously, I can barely breathe. What is right and what is wrong? I’m so fucking confused. ”
excerpt from my diary (17/5-2017)
“Can we meet once again, for the first time? Can you tell me again that you are falling for my eyes? Is there any chance of you promising me that you won’t break my heart and tell me that choosing you over everything is not a mistake that I’m about to make? Can you hold my hand and tell me you want to get engaged before you leave the town? Can you call me one more time because you want to listen to my voice? Can you tell me you’re missing me more than anything in your life? Can I come to meet you one more time and this time, like the last time you did — can you ask me to stay?” by memoirsofbilal (via Instagram)
— because I wanted to stay and you asked me leave
“Now I know what it means when they say, “I don’t know which is worse, being the one with a broken heart or being the person that breaks the heart.” Now I know it all — I have broken your heart and there’s no debate about it. No ‘what-ifs’, ‘buts’, ‘could’ve’ or ‘should’ve’ can fix it — you wanted me to be happy, turned out you made me the reason of your happiness. You tell me you’ve fallen in love with me; you wish you didn’t and I wish I could love you the way you love me, I wish I could love you the way you deserve to be loved but this heart of mine is shattered and I only wish I shouldn’t have let you touch its pieces. I don’t regret meeting you — I regret that I’m the reason behind your lost smile. I am disappointed that I was breaking your heart while you were trying to fix mine. Now I know what it means when they say, “there’s nothing sadder than meeting the right person at the wrong time.” Now I know it all.”
— memoirsofbilal (via Instagram)
