forgotten // matthew espinosa
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  • Reads 2,133
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  • Parts 8
  • Time 41m
Ongoing, First published Aug 06, 2014
❝all i ever did is cry for you and wipe away your tears while you would just end up hurting me at the end.❞ 

I lost someone that always made me have a smile on my face.  
He lost me.
Then we found each other.

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I missed him so much. All these years without hearing a word from him, made me feel worthless. A few years back, I knew we had a connection. At least I thought we did. He stopped getting famous. And so he just.. He moved on with his life..
Then I saw him at school. Oh, and you would think I was gonna hug him to death. I actually was, if he didn't ignore me.. Not only he moved on, but he turned into a completely different person. A jerk. I guess we soon started to be friends.. I tried not to like him. Because he was a jerk, right? But a voice in my head always told me "He's your jerk.."
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Journey Of Self Love

1 part Ongoing

I used to think love was all about finding someone to make you feel whole. But as the days passed, watching him laugh with his friends, I started to realize something. I was waiting for someone else to validate me, to give me the affection I craved. But the truth hit me hard-I needed to start with myself. I stopped measuring my worth by his attention, or anyone else's. I stopped seeking approval in the way I looked, the things I said, or the way I walked into a room. Slowly, I learned that the most important love was the one I could give myself. I didn't need his smile or his words to feel seen. It wasn't easy, but I started finding peace in my own reflection. I became more comfortable with who I was-flaws, mistakes, and all. I realized that I didn't need anyone to complete me. I was whole, just as I was. That why I wrote a story about my personal experience with love .