When nobody wakes you up in the morning, when nobody waits for you at night, and when you can do whatever you want, what do you call it, Freedom or Loneliness?
Charles Bukowski
“I will not beg you for your time or try to convince you to choose me, the world is too big and I have too much to offer.”
— Unknown
— jessica therese, from ‘a different kind of heartbreak’ (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
now i am forced to somehow un-love you. as if i never craved your touch, your kiss, or simply your presence across the room. i am forced to pretend this heart is not longing for your return. we are now two strangers who shared a past, and an imaginary future together. i am forced to dry my tears at night and make myself believe this is for the better. my arms no longer have a home. and your absence will forever torment my soul.
- dee (i am forced to forget us)
it’s sad when you outgrow people… I love you but I have to go
MAKE YOU MINE (2024) // JENNIFER'S BODY (2009)
there is a special kind of loneliness that comes at the end of summer. even as the sun’s warmth lingers, there’s a quiet feeling that something has slipped away. like the last echo of laughter carried off by the wind. this time of year always brings a touch of sadness & melancholy but within that sadness, there’s also this strange comfort. a hope that despite the ending, new beginnings are just around the corner