Those moments where you want to die. Then those moments when you want to kill yourself.
Those other moments where you love your life. Then those moments where others love your life.
What do you do when everything you thought you knew changed? What would happen to everyone you know? Or how woulld everything be different? Would you be able to have the same stituation but be able to chamhe your choice/action? Would you finally tell that person you love them? Or finally talk to someone you think could be the one for you?
Sometimes silence can be the best medicine but other times it can destroy you. And make you do things you’ll regret.
Sometimes talking to someone can help solve your problems but other times it can cause you more problems then what you started with. And make you do things you’ll regret.
Look at these scars. Did you know that each one has a story of its own? Look at the tears rolling down my face. Did you know they also have a story? Now look at my heart. What do you see? You might see someone who’s put together doesn’t let any shit get to her. Well that’s not what I see. I see someone who’s in pieces and is dying day by day. Can’t you help? Somehow.
never let go
never let go of me. when we say good bye hold me in your heart. miles away or few feet away, never stop loving me. keep me in your thought till the day you die. I know you will be in my thoughts till i stop breathing.
