Jo Vision

Freaks

~Jo~

Look.

It's okay if you don't love me.

You don't have to feel bad because I know that love is something that we cannot force. If you don't want me, then you don't.

Simple as that.

Just don't expect me to be still hanging out around you because it hurts a lot to be around you and not have you the way I want to.

It's better if I go and find someone who loves me the way I love them.

I deserve that.

And I think you deserve it too.

~Láilah~

You could say that it’s poetic, to love someone knowing that they won’t love you the way you want.

But it’s not.

That blood trailing down my cracked lips was never figurative, just crimson that wasn’t supposed to be there.

And now I can’t even hope for happiness. It’s too much to ask. Maybe just a little less pain. It that’s even possible.

~Kabir~

To me a broken heart isn't crying for a few weeks and feeling better; It is hurting and thinking about this heartbreak all the time. Not being able to be around people who don't understand. When I see specifically clothes it hurts to wear them because I once wore these clothes on these beautiful days I had with you. To me it's doing everything this person once taught me so I feel closer. It's crying until 2AM and waking up 8AM because even in my sleep I am too aware that I have lost a thing. It's lie on the floor feeling this pain on your chest and your heart breaking , while your body screams for this person to come back. It's crying your eyes out until they are thick and the next moment I am staring like a empty person. It's losing contact with reality for a while because in my own world I never lost this person. It's trying not to get drunk because I know it will only fuck me up more. It's throwing up from sadness, and it is  seeing this person in everything I do. It fucks everything up for a while... or forever.