Words Left Unspoken

strawberrysundays asked: hello(:
where are you? is everything okay?

Hi (:

You have no idea how happy this made me! Thank you~!

At first, I was like “I have a message on tumblr!! o: “, and all excited and super curious because I never got one before..

And then soon after I was really touched and like, “Wow. Someone actually noticed that I was not posting anymore and went through the trouble of sending me a message to check up on me!” ^^

It was so sweet of you, really.

Now, to answer your questions: I’m still around.. but the general rule for this blog (wordsleftuspoken) was that I posted things that I couldn’t say to a certain person, or things that I found that I could relate to in some way or another, still with the theme of things I had left unsaid, and I don’t have that anymore. That chapter in my life happily ended and now I’ve moved on. And no, for anyone who’s wondering.. there were no broken hearts, and no miracle get-together either.. But there is now a pretty good friendship where that one-sided love used to be, and things are very different now and I’m currently much, much happier than before.

The reason I’m keeping this bittersweet blog around is because it still stands as a memoir for part of my life that I don’t regret at all, and it also seems to still serve as a place where other people can find things they can relate to.. as my followers seem to somehow still increase, despite the fact that I haven’t posted anything for months.

I’m sorry I never posted anything to say I was finished with posting on here.. but I don’t think I realized I was, and it just somehow happened over time.. But yeah, definitely will not be posting on here anymore.

I’m graduating from highschool soon, so perhaps then I’ll find time to make a new blog, to reflect my current state of mind and life. Keep an eye out for that if you’re interested (:

Thanks again and sorry I’ve rambled on! xD

Love Is

hopelessdreamer:

Love is nothing. Love is everything. Love is the light that shines from every recess of your heart, or it is the darkness that extinguishes that light. Love is a mended heart. Love is a broken heart. Love is passion. Love is lust. Love is desire. Love is family, friendship, and romance.

Love is everywhere. Love is nowhere. Love is pain, sorrow, longing, and suffering. Love is joy and happiness, pleasure and delight. Love is the tears in the middle of the night. Love is the arms wrapped around you, keeping you safe. Love is a kiss. Love is holding hands. Love is a smile. Love is the shining in one’s eyes.

Love is kind. Love is cruel. Love is just. Love is unfair. Love is roses of deepest red, the night of deepest blue, the wind, all around, the deepest oceans and seas. Love is sin. Love is virtue. Love is forbidden. Love is encouraged. Love is sought after. Love is lost. Love is what comes to you when your heart is open. Love is what made you close it in the first place.

Love is a mother’s hand stroking her child. Love is a lover’s hand stroking his beloved. Love is feeling the warmth of another. Love is the cold when that other is no longer there.

Love is sacrifice, compromise, and understanding. Love is valuing someone’s life over one’s own. Love is a fairytale. Love is a nightmare. Love is stupid and foolish. Love is wise. Love is a memory of better times. Love is the desire to make more. Love is confusing. Love is crystal clear. Love is beyond death, beyond everything.

Love is light. Love is fire. Love is in the pulse of the earth and the crash of the waves. Love is the stars, the moons, the planets, the universe.

Love is loyalty. Love is trust. Love is free. Love always comes with a price. Love is forever. Love is fleeting.

Love is bullshit. Love is the truest form of magic this world has.

Ask anyone for their interpretation of Love, and these are the kind of answers most people will give you.

Except the ones who know the true answer. I hope for you to come to this realisation for yourselves, eventually, and laugh in the simplicity and in the understanding of it at last:

Love simply is.

Signed,
Hopeless Dreamer.

I think that, finally, I’m getting over you.. letting you go of you properly. It’s strange.. but it finally seems to be happening. I used to think it was impossible, but now it doesn’t anymore. You will always be special to me, but those feelings I had are slowly going to fade away until they’re a mere bittersweet memory. It’s sad, because what I felt for you was really special, but it’s obviously for the best. At least now I can be around you without it being awkward. We can just be good friends. I’ll be happy with that.

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ohheyitspaulene: (via iareangeline)

It’s you. You’re the one I talk about all the time. The one whom I can’t stop thinking about. The one who can make me laugh even when I don’t even want to smile. The one who can make me feel better in seconds when I’m down. It’s you that i’m crazy about.

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—	(via runawaytrain) (via psychexperimentinglove)

I learn to let go and then you catch me again. It’s like we’re playing tag and I can never run far enough away. It’s true, when they say memories haunt you, they’re not lying. The memories keep bringing me back, it keeps allowing me to take chances at something that’s impossible, it keeps making me forgive people and things that I said I would never take another shot at.

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—	(via arianesantos)

waitingforyourcall:

(via venuslacy)

thechosenwords:

icanread:(by the5thletteroftheenglishalphabet)

ariellejuanito:

maybe i’d rather not let go and move on. maybe i’d rather hold on to this hurt i feel than to be out there in the world meeting all the people who do not even come close to who you are. maybe it’s not worth the disappointment. and you can call me a coward for thinking this, but i think it’s dangerous to let go for i might love you more fiercely when i step back into this room and realize there’s nobody out there quite like you.

waitingforyourcall:

bittersweeticecubie:

(via wordsoflove)

I hate forcing myself to let go of a person that I want in my life. It is the only thing that makes sense but at the same time, it is the same thing that complicates me. I know that I am better off without that person yet I feel empty whenever I try to let go. So now I ask, is emptiness better than pain?

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—	(via arianesantos)

(via fallenvega14)

Falling in love with her felt that way. I felt strange things going on inside me, and I knew that these weren’t things I would recover from. These were changes that were shaping the way things were going to be, and I wouldn’t find out how until later.

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—	Rob Sheffield, Love is A Mix Tape (via quotewhore) (via insidemyuniverse)

If you find yourself in love with someone who doesn’t love you, be gentle with yourself.

ohheyitspaulene:

kidaokagee:

There’s nothing wrong with you. It’s just that love didn’t choose to rest on the other person’s heart. If you find someone in love with you whom you don’t love, feel honored coz his love has knocked on your door. But gently refuse the gift which you can’t return. If you find yourself in love with someone who loves you too, but love chooses to leave, don’t try to reclaim it or assess blame. Let it go. Remember, you don’t choose love. Love chooses you. Love has its own time, own season, own meaning, own reason for coming and going.

(via extraontop)