[14] - monday's child.

「 heartless superiority. 」

illicit affairs, ᴛᴀʏʟᴏʀ ꜱᴡɪꜰᴛ, 02.06

how does it feel to be liberated from the memory of everything that was? admittedly, i envy you for moving on that easily. was it easier to let go because you had given almost nothing, while i am staggering from the emptiness of myself because i had given all that i had for you?

if only you knew how willing i was so sacrifice everything in a heartbeat; how willing i was to do anything to make it work.

how little did i mean to you, really? you, who are so much older and wiser? i looked at you like you put the planets in their places. i had convinced myself that you would rearranged the constellations for me, but you never saw the stars; neither did you see me more than a helpless, fatherless girl begging to be loved.

i never wanted to leave. but i needed to. not because i had had enough, but because i had given enough to a boy who couldn't even love me half as much as i loved him.