When I quit smoking, they told me it takes three days to be able to breathe normally again, five days until I’m no longer physically addicted, seven days until there’s no more nicotine in my blood, six months to be entirely clean and fifteen years until the chance of a sudden death due to the consequences of smoking is minimized to 50%. I wish somebody could tell me how long it would take to be over you, too.
Too many people are fighting battles you cannot look up in history books. Don’t blame them if it made them sick at some point.
I wish I could delete the memory of you as easily as I could delete you from my contacts.
You don’t see me the way I see you. Can’t you feel how my heart breaks every time I try to talk to you? I’m trying so hard to give you my best. While you give me ignorance and this terrible pain in my chest.
Your head will tell you a thousand times that it’s over before your heart will.