why do small children find the need to scream like they’re being brutally murdered
I do this really bad thing where I look at people and wonder how they have boyfriend/ girlfriend and I don’t
He never said he would do this, never said he would be so kind and understanding. First words he had spoken were, “You’re new here, aren’t you?” Usually, I’m awfully shy around those I don’t know. Though to him, I told him everything. He seemed nonjudgmental and open-minded. Someone I could trust. But as time goes by, you tend to realize that even the most welcoming people have to go. They have a destiny to fulfill, and sometimes you’re just not part of it. Even how strongly you both want it. Need it. Thus may never happen. So I am left to look back at myself. Shattered. Alone. To see whom this man has left behind. My eyes brighten looking back on how much I’ve learned, and have finally understood. My tears fall and I let them for it brings comfort. Telling me all the reason I have left to live. For today I look into the world with new eyes that he has crafted.