The pain is too much to bear.
The worse kind of pity is the one you have for yourself.
I know that you’ve given me so many reasons not to trust you,
But when you told me you wouldn’t leave for the millionth time,
A part of me actually believed you.
If you’re going to continue taking back promises,
I want you to take back every kiss,
Withdraw the amount of times you wrapped your arms around me,
I don’t want to feel your warm skin against mine anymore.
It would be a devastating thing to break someones heart so badly, that they would give up on love. It is a far greater thing to leave someone with the hope of love than with the loss of love. To leave them better than how you found them; is to love them better altogether.
One day it just gets better. There’s no explanation or reason why. You just wake up and you’re not angry anymore.