January 2011
Game of Pretend
dearoldlove:
Forgetting you will always be a game of pretend.
Never Knew
dearoldlove:
You really were everything I never knew I always wanted.
No Chance
dearoldlove:
My future loves don’t stand a chance against my memories of you.
365 words by Marla Miniano
written by a friend. it just hit me through and through. its one of the things that helped mend my heart in the past year.
How many times did your heart break this year? Once, twice, 365 times?
Our hearts are fragile little things—they crack and crumble at the slightest touch. At a careless comment. At a mean remark you can’t take back. At a missing apology, a missed opportunity. At a forgotten...
There'd Be Other Problems
dearoldlove:
I can’t help but imagine how simple everything would be if we had just worked out.
Regrets Only
dearoldlove:
Whenever someone leaves you, one of the things you want is for that person to regret it.