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Because I didn’t want to shake his hand or sit on the sideline of his life. I couldn’t bear to be just an element of his happiness and I couldn’t stand to share the sacred secrets of his everyday thoughts. I couldn’t crave him while he craved someone else. I knew it would weaken my heart and crush my spirit to watch the riveting sparkle in his eyes change. So I left the pages of his melancholy book, I defied my infatuation and walked away from the soggy pages, damaged from tears and indecisive anguish. This chapter was no longer about me, so I forced my hopeful soul to live on in another. I ached to be his, I ached for the sweet desperation of his unreachable lips, I ached to know that he was somewhere wanting me too, but I also ached to never ache for him again; and so I did everything in my power to make that so.
― (originally from/written by foxxies)