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These thoughts of agony are natural to us, for humans are used to travelling in a straight line, never ceasing, never straying. Yet summer prepares for the winter in fall, and winter prepares for the summer in spring, and she alone was unprepared for what her own seasons would bring.

- an excerpt from a personal piece of prose

“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)