You be the anchor that keeps my feet on the ground; ♥
SARA I like beautiful melodies telling me terrible things. Tumblr & October 2011 November 2011 December 2011 January 2012 February 2012 March 2012 April 2012 May 2012 June 2012 July 2012 August 2012 September 2012 Credits ©Glamouresque.	Monday, March 19, 2012 Just say you love me, and I'll say I'm sorry. 1:26 AM "I used to think that I was strong, until the day it all went wrong. I think I need a miracle to make it through. I wish that I could bring you back, I wish that I could turn back time 'cuz I can't let go, I just can't find my way. In a perfect world, this could never happen. In a perfect world, you'd still be here. It makes no sense, I could just pick up the pieces but to you this means nothing at all. I don't know what I should do now, I don't know where I should go. I'm still here waiting for you, I'm lost when you're not around. I need to hold on to you, I just can't let you go." ___________ So there comes a point in your life where you're second guessing everything, every single decision that you've made. You know what they say though, you made your bed, now sleep in it. I made my decision, I now have to live with it. I occasionally wonder if things would end up different in the long-run if I hadn't ended things that day, or if it would have ended anyway. They say everything has an expiration date, but what happens when you throw something away before it's even close to expiring? The hardest thing in life is that you don't know when the expiration date is. It's like a guessing game, but you never get any answers. I know everyone's gotta move on someday. I just hate that one day you're going to be someone that I used to know. I know we're all still young but I really thought we'd make it. Maybe one day I'll be able to see your face without flinching and be able to give you a genuinely happy and sincere smile, but for now I really just need time to heal before I can start to be happy again. I've realised that partying and drinking and doing stupid things won't make you come back, nor will it heal myself. At the end of the day, whether I wake up in my own bed or on the floor at a chalet, whether I wake up feeling refreshed or I wake up feeling dead 'cuz I was in bed with 5 other friends, I'm still going to feel horrible. I guess drinking and doing shit may help distract or numb the pain for awhile, but in the end I'm still going to have to get healed the hard way. There is no easy way out when it comes to getting over a broken heart. Whatever the distraction was whether it was another guy, or alcohol, or staying out late all the time, it didn't help me feel better or get anywhere near moving on. Healing the natural and healthy way is better than drowning myself in alcohol and risking doing things that I may regret in the future. It's weird and unnatural not going to sleep or waking up to your texts, not knowing how you are and what you are doing, but it's something I'm going to have to get used to 'cuz you're not coming back. It feels so horrible having to let go of something that we've fought so hard for, for close to two years, but there really isn't a choice anymore. Alright, enough of moping. I'm going to bed. Goodnight. xx
♥ I'll be the wings that keep your heart in the clouds.