Written by Emily Tasker.
Photo by Abby Johnson.
Everyone says follow your heart
But, if my heart has shattered into a million pieces,
Then which piece do I follow?
You need to learn to listen to her even when she isn’t speaking
- Body language
I do not understand, how he can love me, when I cannot stand, to love myself.
I didn’t want much, I just wanted him.
I encourage you to shelter yourself from me. I tend to explode and hurt whoever, or whatever, is in my path.
- watch yourself
You cried tears of salt, let them drip into my wounds, and called it love.
Sometimes, the silence, is the only form of communication needed.
million pieces?
She looks after everyone else but, who looks after her?
We should all just learn to be nice to each other.
- fucking sick of it.
“I didn’t intend on that though”. That’s the thing, no one ever intends on it.
You’ve changed from the boy I used to know.
- I liked him better.
How dare you walk back into my life and make me feel special for a short while, then, just like that, over a matter of hours, make me feel like a burden on your life. How. Dare you.
You’re a good person, but you’re cruel sometimes.
Fuck feelings.
My head says no but my heart says yes
-the most cliché excuse ever known to mankind
“You’ve loved and been loved, you’re one of the lucky ones.”
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