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“You said memories exist outside of time and have no beginning or end.”
Atesorar momentos eternos que nos recuerden lo que fuimos y podemos volver a ser
“Sometimes the people you hang out with become just a habit, a familiar place, if you wish to call it that. I was never one to keep hanging around people when I wasn’t wanted anymore.”
La importancia de relacionarte y compartir con personas que te hagan crecer y viceversa, dejar de solo ser un hábito
Funny how these things work. You never know when the last time that the person you loved more than most other people in your life would become a stranger.
Puede ser que una persona con quien compartimos mucho en un tiempo, en un abrir y cerrar de ojos se convierta luego en un extraño
Sometimes when you love somebody, you decide to turn a blind eye to all those bad attributes they had, because the good ones were the only ones you cared about.
Wasn’t it fucked up that we spent our entire lives already having everything we ever needed, yet we never saw it until we lost those things?
He was like a magnetic field, pulling me in, calling me, and I wanted to answer. I wanted nothing more than to get lost in those cerulean eyes.
Nobody ever tells you that when you lose someone who was still alive, it hurt more than if they were dead.
Some people spend their lifetime searching for that special someone, and I’d found her in the middle of the darkest period of my life. She was my beacon of light, my beginning and my ending.
But reasoning rarely worked when the heart was breaking.
