No matter how your heart is grieving, if you keep on believing, the dream that you wish will come true.
Chinel Jose Uy
Kid at heart, lost in a hustle and a bustle of pharmacy student's life.
Volatile / Fragile / Sweet
The salt in my wounds isn't burning anymore like it used to. It's not that I don't feel the pain, it's just that I'm not afraid of hurting anymore. And the blood in this veins isn't pumping any less than it ever has and that's the hope I'll have, the only thing I know that keeps me alive.
Nothing would have changed the reality that the person you were in love with had stopped loving you somewhere along the line, whether it was in the middle of a conversation or while driving under a bridge or when they made eye contact with someone new and wonderful. It doesn’t matter. Stop wasting your time on them. You don’t need to stop your story just because they are no longer a main character. Do not take back what has already poisoned you. Instead start healing and start healing soon.
I miss the us busy talking to each other
til predawn or when we just feel sleepy.
I miss the us laughing out problems
and solving them in a way we don’t even know how it happened.
I miss the us being cheesy and sweet
and making our days and nights filled with sugar and chocolate and cheese.
I miss the us conversing casually
composed of respect and everything we need.
I miss the us being in the state of misunderstanding
and how we just forget about it as seconds goes by.
I miss the us trying to understand each other
even though we both know it’s hard.
I miss the us being able to cope up with this distance
that keeps us last long and strong.
I miss the us and those times when we can make each other smile
even in times when we don’t want to.
I miss the us together trusting on each other and having that cosmic connection
and the us being just ourselves around each other.
I miss the us doing what we want to do, or saying what we want to say
and loving each other even being blind.
I miss the us talking about just anything
that makes us busy talking to each other til predawn or when we just feel sleepy.
I miss the us.