almost

it was almost perfect

if we were hold on a little longer

it was almost perfect 

if we were more honest

i'm not waiting for you 

i'm trying and still trying to erase this feeling

you're just a part of my defense of those unwanted people

i'm waiting for the time when i can forget you without the guilty feeling

it is when i know that you had already move on and find another

that's the time to forget

“Was it hard?" 
"Letting go?" 
not as hard as holding on to something that wasn't real

It hurts to let go. Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold on to something or someone the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted. For having wanted to be wanted. It confuses you, because you think that your feelings were wrong and it makes you feel so small because it's so hard to keep it inside when you let it out and it doesn't come back

exactly i'm not a person who can easily in love and easily move but i believe that everything happens for a reason,people change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together

and  believe that i deserve someone better

So keep the head high,keep the chin up,and most importantly keep smiling because life's a beautiful thing and there's so much to smile about

"If two people are meant to be together, they will find their way back"

“If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. If they don't, they never were"

pain

 everybody gets hurt. sometimes a big hurt, sometimes a little hurt. but the person who's suffered a lot isn't especially strong. and the person who's been hurt a little isn't especially weak. what's important is being able to get over it.

when someone cries so hard that it hurts their throat, it is out of frustration or knowing that no matter what you can do or attempt to do can change the situation. when you feel like you need to cry, when you want to just get it out, relieve some of the pressure from the inside,that is true pain. because no matter how hard you try or how bad you want to, you can't. That pain just stays in place. then, if you are lucky, one small tear may escape from those eyes that water constantly. that one tear, that tiny, salty, droplet of moisture is a means of escape. Although it's just a small tear, it is the heaviest thing in the world. And it doesn't do a damn thing to fix anything

life is painful and messed up. it gets complicated at the worst of times, and sometimes you have no idea where to go or what to do. Lots of times people just let themselves get lost, dropping into a wide open, huge abyss. but that's why we have to keep trying. we have to push through all that hurts us, work past all our memories that are haunting us. Sometimes the things that hurt us are the things that make us strongest. a life without experience, in my opinion, is no life at all. and that's why I tell everyone that, even when it hurts, never stop yourself from living

 Pain is the feeling. Suffering is the effect the pain inflicts. If one can endure pain, one can live without suffering. If one can withstand pain, one can withstand anything. If one can learn to control pain, one can learn to control oneself

If you spend your time hoping someone will suffer the consequences for what they did to your heart, then your allowing them to hurt you a second time in your mind

the death of a loved one

we all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up. and yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know. It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try and readjust the way you thought of things.

when someone you love dies, and you're not expecting it, you don't lose her all at once; you lose her in pieces over a long time, when you realize that she never getting back and you can't hear her voice,can't see her face,can't interact with her like you do every single day before . when the day comes when there's a particular missing part that overwhelms you with the feeling that she's gone, forever there comes another day, and another specifically missing part . it's hurt . 

heart is like a puzzle,when someone you love are gone your puzzle wasn't complete anymore. so my puzzle have lost so many pieces and it never can't be complete anymore.
the terrible pain of loss teaches humility to our prideful kind, has the power to soften uncaring hearts, to make a better person of a good one.

i would rather not go on after all if i can choose , but life must go on.
see, as much as you want to hold on to the bitter sore memory that someone has left this world, you are still in it. And the very act of living is a tide: at first it seems to make no difference at all, and then one day you look down and see how much pain has eroded