It’s okay to wallow.
To have a few days of doing nothing, of feeling empty.
You’re allowed to be upset.
Sylvain Reygaerts
You’re allowed to feel heartbroken.
You’re allowed to be angry.
Just because it wasn’t ever official doesn’t change the fact that there was something there.
He was never your boyfriend.
She was never your girlfriend.
But the feelings were there.
Sylvain Reygaerts
At least,youthought they were.
You started getting your hopes up, because you had no reason not to.
And then they stopped.
Stopped answering your calls.
Stopped answering your texts.
It went from a constant to a nothing.
It went from 100 to 0.
And they gave you no reason why.
They didnt have the decency to tell you why.
You spend a few days trying to get their attention.
You send texts, trying to act like nothing is wrong.
You send them snapchats, hoping your face will change their mind.
You pretend like everything is fine.
But nothing is fine.
And they never respond.
They are just gone.
Vanished into thin air.
A ghost you never even knew.
A ghost you gave a part of yourself to.
Its okay to wallow.
To have a few days of doing nothing, of feeling empty.
Youre allowed to be upset.
Youre allowed to feel heartbroken.
Youre allowed to be angry.
Just because it wasnt ever official doesnt change the fact that there was something there.
Just because it wasnt ever official doesnt mean you didnt feel it.
That maybe love was knocking on your door.
Youre allowed to cry, to breakdown, to weep.
Allow yourself to feel that.
To feel the pain of letting go.
To feel the pain of false hope.
To feel the pain of being let down.
Of feeling like you arent good enough.
Drink too much to give a shot to numb yourself.
Party too much to have a go at be happy.
Realize that its not working.
That drinking away your feelings is just making everything so much worse.
Wake up with a pounding headache and a thirst for him or for her.
Pick up your phone and decide to call up a friend instead of them.
Hover over their name and their number and press delete.
Feel a tiny bit better as days pass.
Walk a little bit faster.
Smile a little bit wider.
Feel sad again, and pick yourself up amongst the ruble.
To break and to heal, all at once.
Realize that maybe this was supposed to happen.
That maybe this person that you put up on a pedestal, is actually a coward.
That maybe this person was completely wrong for you.
Come to the realization that you are better than him or her.
That at least, you have the guts to feel.
That at least, you have the guts to fall.
At least, you know how to love.
Know that someone is out there for you.
Someone who isnt going to hesitate.
Someone who isnt going to make you question yourself.
Someone who isnt going to rain down on your thunder.
Someone who isnt going to make you break down.
Someone who is going to want to feel everything with you.
Someone who is going to make you smile, because you know that its real.
Wish this person well.
Forgive them for letting you down.
For breaking bits and pieces of you.
And dont look back.
Just keep walking forward.
