“If I stopped looking for him, it was over. Love, life, meaning… over.”
via clarissawayland (originally clarissawayland)
Alice. You’ve disappeared. Like everything else. Now who else can I talk to? I’m lost. When you left, and he left, you took everything with you. But the absence of him is everywhere I look. It’s like a huge hole has been punched through my chest. But In a way, I’m glad. The pain is the only reminder that he was real. That you all were.
via meanttobeforever (originally aramatrk-deactivated20121104)
Instead of shying away from the memories, I’d walked forward and greeted them. I’d heard his voice, so clearly, in my head. That was going to cost me, I was sure of it. Especially if I couldn’t reclaim the haze to protect myself. I felt too alert, and that frightened me.
Alice, you’ve disappeared, like everything else. Who else can I talk to? I’m lost. When you left… and he left… you took everything with you. But the absence of him is everywhere I look. It’s like a huge hole has been punched through my chest. But in a way I’m glad… the pain is my only reminder that he was real, that you all were…
via robstenisfearless (originally robstenisfearless)
