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I’m a survivor of many things, but even survivors know when to give up.
Hate and love are the same emotions, because they have the power to turn in the blink of an eye. And part of you can still love a man who you considered the love of your life but despise him for how he betrayed you without looking back.
If you love someone, you trust them. If the loved one says he or she didn’t do it… shouldn’t you at least give them the benefit of the doubt? Yes, many people take advantage of that, doing horrible deeds and still making their loved ones suffer through it, presenting a façade that showcases their goodness, even though they are evil people.
They destroyed my heart once, and that’s shame on them. But if I let them do it again… it will be shame on me.
Even good people have the power to hurt you with their actions. Maybe that’s why a lot of people look at the world through a gray haze. Black and white doesn’t give explanations on why sometimes good people can bring you the most pain. Because you never see it coming.
Don’t sacrifice yourself at the altar of others, because the funny thing about sacrifices? No one remembers you made them when they turn their back on you.
That’s the thing really about apologies; I never make them. I consider them useless and a waste of air. If you do something and you regret it, don’t do it again. What’s the point of begging for forgiveness? The person can see you have changed by your actions, surely not with your words.
As long as you love or hate someone, you are forever attached to them in a way that you are never truly free. Your thoughts, your choices, your joy and sadness belong to them as they depend on them.
But forgiveness is like love; it’s either freely given or has no meaning at all. You can’t force the emotion out of someone.
The biggest lies we tell… are spoken to ourselves.
The people who are afraid to commit are those who already loved once, and it destroyed them to a point where love becomes the greatest risk.
Love has the power to heal everything inside us, give new meaning to the world around us, while the person who understands you the most stays by your side. However, losing love has the power to strip you from the person you once knew and, in place of that, create a very vicious creature ready to tear anyone and anything down.
Is it possible that sometimes when we want to guard our hearts from more pain we lose vital connections in life that could have made it better by a thousand times, if only we were brave enough to hold on to it instead of running away in a different direction?
Love. Such a short word that means the fucking world.
