the worst people in my life
have taught me the most

accepting sadness is hard.
harder than it should be.
and i often think that acceptance
simply wasn’t meant for me

it seems as though
only a month ago
i would **** for you.

we are toxic.
you miss me and resent me because of it
ashamed that someone like you
could love someone like me.
so you burry your emotions under other girls.
and i think that’s okay.
because we are both moving on slowly
we are both tired
we are both hurting

your past is not an excuse for your actions
yet it is an explanation

it’s easy to be sad
when you have nothing to live for.

a weight has been lifted
and i can

B R E A T H E

again