no rizz, just the ability to make you laugh, diverse music taste, memes for every occasion, brown eyes, and a bit too sarcastic to the point that you don’t know if i’m actually being fr
falling in love with potential and having to accept they’ll never live up to it or see themselves the way you see them is such a heartbreaking reality to accept
don’t chase someone who slept peacefully while you sat there shaking, screaming into your pillow. that’s not heartbreak. that’s emotional neglect. healing can’t start when the pain still calls their name.