Just An Underwater Sandcastle
Living life and its trials
Staying afloat
And bobbing under and over the waves
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You just left.
Maybe that’s what hurts the most.
No explanation, no goodbye.
Fuck you.
I miss you.
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Link reblogged from hi beautiful.
Just because I don’t show my feelings it doesn’t mean I don’t have them.
I hate showing people how I feel. I hate letting people know if I am upset. I hate that. Because I don’t want everyone to see through me.
I put a smile on my face no matter what so I don’t have to go through all the extra…
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I must like being alone and enjoy not having real friends, right? Because I’m not making an effort to fix any of that. So I must be satisfied to some degree…
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that things just weren’t meant to be just yet? I’ve realized something not entirely new. I was never meant to be in a romantic relationship, at least not now. All these times it hasn’t worked out with so-so, I’ve picked myself up and started looking for another one. I’ve never looked at myself though because I’m too stuck in my daydreams of frivolousness. I become “jealous, exacting, suspicious, and a damn nuisance” (to quote Rex Harrison). It’s so true and I don’t like myself when I’m like that.
All of my interactions with love in the past and now- they’re not meant to be pursued. They’re meant to be experienced and learned from.
Why were they brought into our lives then? Things happen. It’s just a nice break from thinking perhaps. A distraction from our problems we left on the back burner to whittle away, romancing more drama.
