There are evenings when I envy those who seem to have discovered their final destination in another human being. I wonder what it must feel like to love without the familiar suspicion that one day the conversation may acquire a closing paragraph.
You’re crying over someone while they’re sleeping peacefully. While they’re talking to someone else. While they’re getting on with their life as though nothing happened.
Stop destroying yourself over someone who doesn’t lose sleep over you.
Man or woman, don’t let someone’s indifference cost you your peace. You can love someone, miss them and grieve what you had without losing yourself in the process.