"Growing apart doesn’t change the fact that for a long time we grew side by side; our roots will always be tangled. I’m glad for that."
— Ally Condie, Matched
(Source: theunquotables, via k--swan)
you could always be completely and absolutely in love with someone, but still not be enough.
unwilling, but necessary
And there’s a memory of a window
Looking through, I see you
Searching for something I could never give you
And there’s someone who understands
You more than I do
A sadness I can’t erase
All alone on your face
i am now.
(Source: ysiyotecontara)
“and i see me, i don’t like what i see”
(Source: kendallcierra, via the-absolute-best-posts)
there are those moments. moments or epiphanies? moments of clarity or just some unrealistic desire to live my life play by play to the storylines I see in movies? what do i want? as if i am not blessed enough, for some reason, this feeling is haunting. it won’t leave me alone. relaxing by myself, it comes to take a seat right next to me, making its presence known once again. when i start to feel like everything is back in place, it creeps back in. what is this unsettling feeling? this feeling of discontentment, that all my work and blessings aren’t good enough. the feeling that there’s supposed to more to the story. no, it can’t end here, that’s not how movies end.
the words they use so lightly, i only feel for You.
