I remember the feeling I got when we first locked eyes. I remember the feeling I got deep in my belly for two whole days when you told me that you loved me. Maybe because you were the first person I believed. I remember smiling every damn I saw or thought of you. I remember the chills that ran through my entire body when you touched me. I remember the pitiful happiness that you could bring to me just by looking at me. And now all those feelings are being ripped away from me, pried right out of me. Maybe I shouldn’t have believed you when you said that you loved me and maybe i shouldn’t have remembered exactly how I felt so that when they were taken back, it wouldn’t fucking hurt so much. I don’t want to remember a thing.

"One day it just gets better. There’s no explanation or reason why . You just wake up and you’re not angry anymore."


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Photograph by j.a.kok on flickr


― Liv & Ingmar (2012)"…and that’s a good lesson to learn in life. Let go.”