Friend:

How are you and ____ ?

Me:

Oh... we broke up a while ago...

Friend:

Oh no what happened?

Me:

Retells story; Remembers everything that caused us to fall apart. Happy memories come flooding back that I wish could reoccur again. The wishes that I hoped to make come true with him that never did. Everything that I thought was meant to be but wasn't.The tears that fell when we had to part. And the tears that fall right now...

What would’ve happened if we stayed together. What would’ve happened if you stuck to your words and didn’t disregard and betray the trust i had in you. I regret nothing because our relationship was one of my happiest. But what if we never split? It saddens me when I look back and think about how happy we were together. What happened?

I’m happy right now. I really am. I just wish.. i don’t know. I can’t help but to look back and reminisce a little.

You were a good boyfriend before the end. And I’m pretty sure I loved you. I’ve moved on, and I’m pretty sure you have too. But there’s always a part of me that wonders if you ever think about me again. If you ever thought about me when you were unfaithfully holding onto a different girl. If your conscience and heart hurt even the slightest bit. If you ever regretted making that choice. I still wish you did. I wish that, after we separated you felt at least somewhat sad underneath your emotionless “okay”.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m so happy now, so so happy. Ecstatic even. But there are always those moments of flashbacks.

-49 days ; Song Yi Kyung

You’re so stupid and close minded. Open your eyes, and try to see the world in other people’s perspectives and not just yours. If you don’t understand them, open them eyes MORE.

Goddamn.

I hate it when you get into that period of time where one thing happens to you and it just knocks all the rest of the frckn dominoes down the line. One bad thing happens, and then all of a sudden all the bad memories and feelings rush back and you just wanna lay there and cry.

Sometimes I just wanna close my eyes and sleep forever. I could live in a dream world and I’ll make my life what I want it to be and what I want to happen. I wouldn’t hafta deal with any shit or cry or be sad or have people yet at you or break your heart or anything. 

Knowing you’ve given your heart to someone and they take and promise to keep it safe from any harm. And believing them. To only find out that they’re the harm that they talked about.

It’s hard.

After going through break ups and tears and knowing you’ve been cheated on and lied to, to be able to give your heart to another person.

So even though ‘we’ are only a memory, and I’m trying to move on, can you please just remember the good times we had? Cause I don’t think i’ll forget.

And it’s scary.

Knowing that when you’re giving your heart to another person, that it could happen again. And you could be put through all those tears and hurt and heartbreak all over again. It’s scary to be able to trust someone again without a fear in the back of your mind because no doubt, you remember what happened last time you gave your heart away.

You get more paranoid and you notice all the little things. You’ve always noticed the little things but you dont push it away anymore. It’s just constantly in your mind.

But all you can do is hope the person loves you enough to not break your heart and really do keep it out of harm’s way. All you can do is just hope that the one you fall for will be good to you this time. And hope that the bad memories don’t get to you too much.

Opaque  by  andbamnan