Here’s To The Broken-Hearted Survivor
Isn’t it funny that no matter how much you hurt, how often it cuts you like a knife, and how much tears rolling down your face, you still manage to survive—and you made it!
Isn’t it funny that no matter how much you hurt, how often it cuts you like a knife, and how much tears rolling down your face, you still manage to survive—and you made it!
Once upon a time, this person came to your life. He/she enlightened your days, challenged your thoughts and shared the same jokes as yours. Sometimes this person was quirk and awkward, but turned to be so warm and wise on the other time. Unlike the other persons you had met before, this person did not build a great expectation only…
Then you lay your body down, eyes looking up, your fingers pointing to the sky. “You’re pointing to a star?” I asked. “No, that’s a planet. Stars shine, planets don’t,” you replied.
I love your insanity, your breakdowns, your random rambles, and your complicated thoughts. I love you wearing that casual shirt and faded ripped jeans. I love your flaws.
After years went by, I finally had that day when you knocked the door and opened up my heart, tearing down my arrogance. You undressed my soul. I was naked as the walls I had built around me destroyed in a minute you came in. With all you imperfections and dark sides, you came to my rescue, making me believe…
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