You have any rights to react after a heartbreak. You take your time, make your decisions. But, you know, there’s consequences. There’s another heart in it. You got hurt, and you accidentally hurt others. You erase your memory, and you accidentally erase the memory of you, memory that the other…
we’ve adapted
“i became you, you became me
and everything started falling apart,
breaking us down.
you hate me now, i hate you even more
dont you get it? we hate each other now
and worse, we hate ourselves.”
The object of my affection.
we were young, we grown up together.
not a day in my lifetime so far, i didn’t think of you.
i wrote my songs about you, for you, and sang it well because of you.
you were my youth spirit, my first love.
but this is my last writing about you.
i moved on, so should you.
i gotta find me the next object of my affection.
Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.
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| — | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (via badzlinaanindyka) |
