I might be the writer, but you will always be the words. You can’t unlove someone, you either did or didn’t. Love has no legs it doesn’t get up and walk away, people do.
Our hearts find anger so much easier than we find passion in things. Nine times out of ten its easier to be mad and walk away than to stop, fight, and learn to love about it.
Effort falls short with this new generation and it saddens me, there isn’t a greater feeling in the world then to love and be loved in return. Instead so many of us find it acceptable to treat someone disposable or be the disposed, why? Is it because when feelings get involved you actually have to work at making something for it to succeed? Or god forbid you have to take a mental note on personal growth and allow constructive criticism.
It will never be a good feeling knowing it was easier for someone to get up and walk out of your life rather than to construct a symphony with you, that every moment you had with them meant nothing and dangling in the air was where you had to stay for awhile in order to self heal.
When someone breaks you and you still wish the best for them, that’s strength and love.
When you go from being loved everyday to being treated like you never existed that shit breaks you.
That’s the thing about tragedy, you never really feel it unless life burns you.
In your case I hope you don’t get burned.
rock on gold dust woman. 