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I realized you were gone
even before you left.
I knew because your hands were cold
on my skin
instead of their usual sun fire heat.
I knew because you no longer smelled of me,
I knew because whenever you said my name
it felt like an apology.“I’m sorry I cannot love you anymore”
you said before you closed the door after yourself
“I’m sorry I’m not easy to love”
I said to empty rooms as I picked my heart from the floor.I knew you were gone before you left
but the knowledge did not prepare me
for the pain of your absence.
P.R. (via wnq-writers)
And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself.
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