“My dentist once told me that letting go is like pulling a tooth. When it was pulled out, you’re relieved, but how many times does your tongue run itself over the spot where the tooth once was? Probably a hundred times a day. Just because it wasn’t hurting you doesn’t mean you didn’t notice it. It leaves a gap and sometimes you see yourself missing it terribly. It’s going to take a while, but it takes time. Should you have kept the tooth? No, because it was causing you so much pain. Therefore, move on and let go.”—(via girlchoking)
If you truly love someone, you accept the person as a whole and you’re willing to overlook his/her flaws.
If you couldn’t bear to be with me because of that, I could say that you didn’t love me after all. You never did. I know it hurt you (or maybe just your ego) but how about me? I endured the pain for so long but I didn’t mind. It sucks that you can’t do the same for me.
You never loved me. If that is the only thing that deems my value then I should pack my bags and leave. I know I’m much more than that.
Everything’s clearer now. It sucks how I never had a chance with you but maybe you’re just not the one for me. I deserve someone who accepts me for everything that I am. Someone who doesn’t give a shit about what other people think about me. Someone who sees the good side and doesn’t mind the bad.
I didn’t want to give up but I have no choice. I love you. But enough is enough.
There's something about past lovers that fascinate me. No not the past lovers who "just dated for a bit" or whatever. I'm talking about the past lovers who were truly, deeply and madly in love with each other but didn't end up together. Just like the one that Johnny and Winona had. I don't feel sorry for them or anything, just fascinated. Because even if they weren't the ones who are meant for each other, nothing can ever change the fact that at one point, at one moment, the stars aligned for them and the world was theirs. And even if they weren't the "right one" they could never consider them as the "wrong" person. Never.