“Saying goodbye is always hard. You hug a little tighter, inhale a little deeper, and attempt to commit the smell and feel of the person to your memory. You want time to stop, but you know you can’t. So you cling on for as long as you can and press your lips to their cheeks and murmur, “I’ll see you soon.”—(via runawaytrain)
I’d lost the constant in my life and suddenly everything seemed so fragile and unstable and I felt like I was floating around desperately trying to grasp something solid and failing. I went through cycles of up and down, thinking maybe I’d found my place without you, maybe I’d become someone new, but really I was just lost and hurting and being difficult. And sometimes I feel like I’ve become myself now. But maybe I haven’t. Maybe I’ve just gotten so used to being alone, and avoiding people and social occasions that I’ve tricked myself into thinking that I’m happy. I don’t know any more. But I do know that when you walked back in my life, things seemed better. And when you talk to me, I’m happy. And I know it’ll never really be the same and that I’m stuck with a lot off insecurities and baggage because of what happened, but having you in my life is so much better than not having you in my life.
“That’s the thing, it’s not just about not giving up, you have to believe in yourself. You have to honestly think that you deserve it. People are always going to have opinions, it’s up to you whether or not you’ll let their criticism get to you. It’s not easy, but nothing that lasts ever is. Besides, in the end, you’ll have the satisfaction of knowing that you made it and that you did it honestly that’s the payoff in the end know you’re where you are because you didn’t give up.”—John O’Callaghan (via mehrmaine)