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of hurting people, of breaking their hearts and leaving them. it feels like i’m not capable of loving someone for a long time and i can’t do anything about it — i just have to wake up every morning, knowing that my feelings are slowly fading, until one day i open my tired eyes and understang — all i feel is an eternal emptiness in my chest.
‘i don’t love you anymore,’ i say quietly into the darkness.
‘please, stay. we can still make it work. we are a perfect couple. i love you.’
‘no,’ i reply with a cold voice. it hurts, and i can’t handle it. i am sorry. i am sorry. i am so fucking sorry.
i can’t afford to love someone anymore — it would be incredibly cruel to them.