It’s like no one cares if you’re sick
until you are no longer here.
People laugh when you can’t see what they see in the mirror;
they think you’re kidding when you stop eating
because all you can see is the weight you want to lose,
until all they see is bones.
And they disregard your sadness;
They call it a phrase-
“It’ll pass,” they say.
Until it doesn’t.
Until one night you fall asleep
and you’re too tired to wake up the next morning.
A Story A Day #260 by Ming D. Liu
You can talk with someone for years, everyday, and still, it won’t mean as much as what you can have when you sit in front of someone, not saying a word, yet you feel that person with your heart, you feel like you have known the person for forever…. connections are made with the heart, not the tongue.C. JoyBell C. (via hqlines)
Yes, would be a pleasure. Sorry, it took me a while to write you back.
Bussy days D:
Have great day you too!!! Smile eh!!
I. Here it is: painting self-portraits in black and blue and swallowing razor blades so when I choke, something other than your name comes out.
II. Here it is: falling asleep in beds that aren’t mine and leaving hotel rooms before sunrise.
III. Here it is: nights spent swallowing seven shots and calling it pride, calling it a reason to dial your number and tell you I’m still in love with you.
IV. Here it is: calling you from a stranger’s front porch when it’s Sunday night and he’s calling me by the wrong name.
V. Here it is: staring at sidewalks and wondering how long it would take before I found myself on your doorstep.
Vl. Here it is: knowing that I can’t run into your arms again, knowing I can’t breathe you in.
VII. Here it is: being okay with that.The Seven Stages of Moving On // heartofthebitter-mindofapoet (via heartofthebitter-mindofapoet)
Some people move on too fast because they are afraid of who they are,
afraid of being alone,
afraid of what they deserve.
Some people move on too fast because they don’t want to feel,
they don’t want to hurt,
they don’t want to cry.
Some people move on too fast because in a shallow attempt to make themselves feel better,
they don’t care who they hurt,
they don’t care who cries over them,
they don’t care about the people that they claimed they love,
they don’t care.
Some people try so hard to block out pain and discomfort from their lives that the will be left with nothing but sadness.
While I climb my way back from the cliff in which I’ve fallen, the emotions that I have allowed myself to feel,
You will keep them bottled up inside
until you cannot take it anymore, then
You will break.
In the end,
I will be okay,
but you will