One day..

One thing I can promise you, you will look for her in the people you love.
One day she’ll be the one not answering your calls,
one day she’ll just scroll down your post and status because they’ll not matter then or maybe she doesn’t even have to do that because you’ll be on her block list.
You’ll search for her hand whenever you feel lost.
You’ll miss her voice when you badly want someone to listen to you.

One day you’ll miss her, her texts, her attention, her efforts, the way she apologized after every fight even if it was not her mistake because for her there was no point in winning an argument over you.
You will miss how she cared, her love because it’s rare what she had offered you.
There are a lot of people like you and the day you’ll meet another you, you’ll want her the same way she did.

One day you’ll hear songs that will make you miss her and you will change it as fast as possible.
You’ll regret everything and you’d wish you could apologize.
And she’ll not be there looking at her phone screen for hours and hours, waiting for your one text to fix everything.

Walk out on

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“She was a forgiver,
her heart was so large,
she didn’t know how
to give up on people,
because she always believed
the good in those she loved.
It was until she walked with a burned heart,
She had no choice but to let go of those who burned her heart”

Exactly where she’d fall

“She closed the book and put her cheek against it.
There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding glue,
and old paper, one book carrying the smell of hundreds”
― Shannon Hale

Last and not least

“He fell for her too,
And she took her own time falling for him

Maybe that’s why he fell out of love too soon
And she was still hung up on him”

Forgive Her

Josephine Ranes

She never gave up on the world;

She was born into hate and discontent.

She didn’t stop believing;

She doesn’t know what it means

Because nobody believed in her.

She didn’t hate anyone;

People hurt her

She had nobody

Didn’t know how to deal with it.

She isn’t wasteful;

She doesn’t know the value of things

Because she doesn’t know she is invaluable.

She isn’t weak;

She has moments

Where everything catches up to her

She gets overwhelmed

Has nobody that she thinks will understand

So she has to process it

Through a mind

That has been fed

Bad information.

Forgive her.


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