It's funny how even after all these weeks,just hearing your name makes my chest ache. I hate to think about what happened to us, I hate to think that you don't care anymore. I guess I just feel like I've been left in the dust, that I can't move on, even though you were able to just fine. That fact alone is heartbreaking.

Change is like the ocean,unstoppable. If you fight the waves you end up drowning yourself. When you learn to roll with the changes you can enjoy the water.

Love,

it's enough to drive people insane, this wanting. A yearning that sings from every fiber,every atom in your body,reaching,fingertips brushing so delicately,infinitely hoping,but never satisfied.

Intellectual humility;

realizing you don't know everything, and admitting you have so much more to learn from life. Such a rare trait to come across, a person who will admit their fault and their room for improvement? It's almost unheard of...People are so adamant about proving their point,getting their voice to be heard,and being right that they never step back to get a different perspective. When in reality if we just admitted that our fictitious remarks were based upon ignorance then we could learn from people, experiences, and life so much easier.

Two days ago, I was still awake at 5am. I remember last summer,after my parents left me while they went on vacation,when we would stay up until 6am talking on the phone, even after spending the whole day together. I went to bed just as the sun was rising. I realized I missed you, despite trying so hard to block any kind of feelings out. I missed the old you. I missed talking to you about nothing,but being absolutely in love with you. Sure,I might've treated you like crap sometimes,but it's a whole lot better then how you ended up treating me. Sometimes I want to talk to you again, but I know you're not the same...Or maybe this is the real you, and the person I knew was someone I wanted you to be...