If you love someone, let them go.
If they return to you, it was meant to be.
If they don’t, their love was never yours to begin with.
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Tonight, the stars hide behind the clouds of our confusion,
The skies have run out of tears.
I ran at 10pm just now, because I wanted the ache in my heart to spread and engulf my physical being so I’d be distracted. Or at least run until everything outside hurts so much I get distracted from the pain inside.
I ran, but every step grew heavier and heavier. I couldn’t break free.
No, I won’t think tonight, because I’m so afraid of what I’ll do to myself when I’m alone.

Fly,
Perhaps it was never meant to be.
(& I still hold on to promises, and I just know.)

I broke a mirror today,
But my heart shattered some time ago.