Vivian

“She's there for me.
And just being there is ninety-nine percent of what matters when your world falls apart.”
― Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s

“Give me back my lips.
I meant to give you a kiss
but a kiss turned to a thousand,
and a thousand to thousands,
and now my lips have left with you.
Give me back my hands.
They only intended to caress you
but they held tight and have forgotten
even the very arms they belong to.
Give me back my mind.
Mind wasn’t even supposed to think of you
but you forced yourself into dreams,
and those dreams dreamed of your reality
and now mind is mindless —
less mine more yours.
Give me back to myself.
I miss my reflection
and who I was before I met you.
Before I eagerly and lovingly,
stupidly and foolishly
gave all of myself to you.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“They either come back or they don’t.
That’s what you tell yourself.
That’s what you learn.
As you go through mundane days
with so much of pain beating in your
chest that you feel it will explode.

You strike days off your calendar,
waiting, going for a run,
picking up a new hobby,
while trying to numb that part
of your brain that refuses to forget
the little details of your skin.

Soon, you start sleeping in the
middle of the bed, learn how to
get through the evenings alone,
go to cafes and cities alone,
you learn how to cook enough
dinner for yourself and just make
do without the kisses on your neck.

You learn…Adjust..Accept..
The tumor of pain already exploded
one lonely night when you played
his voice recording by mistake.. by mistake..
But you didn’t die.. Did you?

They either come back.. or they don’t..
You survive..”
― Ayushee Ghoshal, 4 AM Conversations

“Our hearts were broken in the same places. That's something like love, but maybe not quite the thing itself.”
― John Green, Turtles All the Way Down