I'm afraid that I'm floating away.
I'm at a point in my life where I simply accept whatever life throws at me since I just feel like I'm losing touch with who I was and who I want to be in the future. And right now, I'm afraid that I'm becoming too accustomed to floating away.
ya no quiero volver a escuchar un “te merecés a alguien mejor”. Solo quiero escuchar un “quiero amarte y cuidarte como merecés, y voy a esforzarme en ser mejor para vos”.
i don’t know why i still miss you this much at night, maybe it’s because this used to be the time we talked the most, maybe it’s because every night still feels incomplete without saying goodnight to you, all i know is, when everything gets quiet, i miss u more than i did all day
Some days, I think I’m finally getting there. Then a song comes on, I see something that reminds me of you, or it rains in a way that feels familiar, and suddenly, I’m back there again.
2/2 (sagittired)
🤍,
I loved you in a way I never knew I was capable of, and maybe that’s why letting you go has taken me so much longer than I expected.
1/2 (sagittired)
But no matter how much effort I put into distracting myself, the moment I'm alone in my bed, you're automatically there. Running through my mind like you never left.
I'm restless.
I'm hopeless.
I miss you.
I keep finding things to do, places to go, people to see, anything that might keep my mind from thinking about you.
I've kept myself so busy that I've gotten sick from it more times than I'd like to admit.
🤍,
Ever since we had that talk on Instagram, the one where we finally addressed the elephant in the room, I haven't been the same.
I've been distracting myself ever since. One side quest became two, then somehow more side quests every week.