Goodbye is hard sometimes because the action of leaving is do permanent, and yet that person still occupies so much of the space within your chest. Goodbye isn’t final, it isn’t a finish line you have to step over in order to forget. See, you can’t unlove someone. You can’t get their scent out of your pillowcases, can’t unlearn their name and forget what it felt like to be immersed in the hope and beauty of another human being. People never stay gone. They show up in street corners, they show up in familiar laughs and the booth at that one restaurant where you first held their hand. Goodbye isn’t really goodbye, not for someone who still cares. Not for the person left in the aftermath of a hurricane they once loved.
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THE STRENGTH IN OUR SCARS
PuisiTHE STRENGTH IN OUR SCARS by Bianca Sparacino disclaimer : i do not own this book, i just post it here in wattpad for those na hindi makabili pero gustong basahin ito. i just want to help din para hindi na kayo gumastos at para rin mabasa niyo siya...
