There’s nothing like wanting something – or someone you know you can never have, or maybe you have
them, but will never have them the way you want them.
them, but will never have them the way you want them.
There’s nothing like having your heart non-nonchalantly tossed aside twice in such a short amount of time.
There’s nothing like crying tears and not knowing what they mean.
There’s nothing like what I’m feeling right now.
I want to be hugged and kissed out of this depression so badly.
I want to feel better and I don’t want anyone to tell me to feel better or that things will get better soon;
Don’t command me to do the only thing I’ve been working on for the past twenty-three months and
don’t try to predict my future or lie to me even if it’s with good intentions.
don’t try to predict my future or lie to me even if it’s with good intentions.
There’s nothing like receiving infinite mixed signals from someone you love, only to find out you were
being misled, then having it happen again, but in a way, a million times worse than the time prior.
being misled, then having it happen again, but in a way, a million times worse than the time prior.
Having your heart ripped apart then abused while trying to let it heal is not fun. at all.
There’s nothing like pouring your heart and time and energy and sanity into someone who tears you
apart every time you look at them because of how perfect they are and how high a shelf they’re on.
apart every time you look at them because of how perfect they are and how high a shelf they’re on.
There’s nothing like having to help this person navigate the unforgiving waters of Love while trying to do
so yourself.
so yourself.
There’s nothing like your friend telling you you’d be perfect with this person and having to sadly agree.
There’s nothing like trying to decipher all the confusing looks and signals they give you; sometimes they
seem sad, sometimes they seem intended to hurt, sometimes they seem like absolutely nothing.
seem sad, sometimes they seem intended to hurt, sometimes they seem like absolutely nothing.
There’s nothing like over analyzing everything they do and say.
There’s nothing like not being able to do anything but worry about them and how they feel about you.
There’s nothing like feeling as if they hate you.
There’s nothing like your friends dismissing your proof that they may hate you, or dismissing your pain
altogether.
altogether.
And there’s nothing like not being able to tell your best friend who could give you good advice, in fear
that they’ll feel bad for everything they didn’t know they were doing because
that they’ll feel bad for everything they didn’t know they were doing because
There’s absolutely nothing in the fucking world like being in love with your best friend.