Art Major, Art Intern, Aspiring Photographer. Lover of art overall. ALL SOCIAL MEDIA NAMES: ohitsmarchelle.
We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them in to the future with us.
Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word.
Well, I think there is a difference between loving the idea of someone and actually loving who they are.
Sometimes all you need is a second chance … because you weren’t ready for the first one.
You must learn to let go. Release the stress. You were never in control anyway.
Isn’t it funny how the memories you cherish before a break up can become your worst enemies afterwards? The thoughts you loved to think about, the memories you wanted to hold up to the light and view from every angle - it suddenly seems a lot safer to lock them in a box, far from the light of day, and throw away the key.
And to the casual observer it looks like I have moved on since I go around wearing my little happy mask all day. I smile and laugh and carry on like my heart’s still in one piece, but beneath it all, I am dying.
All you need is hope and strength: hope that things will eventually get better, and strength to hold on until it does.
Sometimes, when you’re too close to someone, it’s hard to see who they really are.
I know now, after fifty years, that the finding/losing, forgetting/remembering, leaving/returning, never stops. The whole of life is about another chance, and while we are alive, till the very end, there is always another chance.