This one was written on 27th of October, three months after me and Steve decided to continue our lives to different directions..
Καρδιά μου πληγωμένι..
Sad? Mad at life? Hurt? Lost? Empty? Tired? Broken?
Are words to describe how lost I feel. Most of the people have broken up and everyone handles it differently. Im just a big broken mess. Lost and alone. My heart and my chest literally hurts. I wanna throw up. I have lost my best friend to whom i could tell and share everything with. Who was there for me for everything. The kindest, sweetest and loving man i will ever meet. Now it's just me and my thoughts.
It's been 13 weeks and the first ten of them i cried every day until i had to go to doctor's because my heart hurt. Literally. Nothing was found. The nurse told me as a female to another that i have a broken heart. I havent stopped my life tho, im fine during the days when im busy with two jobs, school and my sport. When alone at a car, bus or at home im a crying mess.
What doesnt kill you makes you stonger they say. I believe in that. I also believe that everything happens for a reason. I just cant see that now, will i ever? To give up someone you love madly just for the other person to be happy or find what they want in life is one of the most difficult things i have ever done. Or will ever do. To let go someone you love and the only person you have ever been able to see the future with. To know that the other person loves you to the moon and back, respects you of who you are and what you do and then you need to let go. It's hard. No words to describe it. Nothing. Just tears.
He showed and taught me what love is and what it can be. He will become the most perfect and loving husband and a father one day when he finds his passion and desire in life what he wants to do, and the place where he feels like home.
It started from Thailand as a summer romance, as a fairy tale. It ended up over three years later by best friends giving up from each other cause the time and the place didnt match in this life. This was my fairy tale.
Always thankful from everything <3
Καρδιά μου πληγωμένι..
Sad? Mad at life? Hurt? Lost? Empty? Tired? Broken?
Are words to describe how lost I feel. Most of the people have broken up and everyone handles it differently. Im just a big broken mess. Lost and alone. My heart and my chest literally hurts. I wanna throw up. I have lost my best friend to whom i could tell and share everything with. Who was there for me for everything. The kindest, sweetest and loving man i will ever meet. Now it's just me and my thoughts.
It's been 13 weeks and the first ten of them i cried every day until i had to go to doctor's because my heart hurt. Literally. Nothing was found. The nurse told me as a female to another that i have a broken heart. I havent stopped my life tho, im fine during the days when im busy with two jobs, school and my sport. When alone at a car, bus or at home im a crying mess.
What doesnt kill you makes you stonger they say. I believe in that. I also believe that everything happens for a reason. I just cant see that now, will i ever? To give up someone you love madly just for the other person to be happy or find what they want in life is one of the most difficult things i have ever done. Or will ever do. To let go someone you love and the only person you have ever been able to see the future with. To know that the other person loves you to the moon and back, respects you of who you are and what you do and then you need to let go. It's hard. No words to describe it. Nothing. Just tears.
He showed and taught me what love is and what it can be. He will become the most perfect and loving husband and a father one day when he finds his passion and desire in life what he wants to do, and the place where he feels like home.
It started from Thailand as a summer romance, as a fairy tale. It ended up over three years later by best friends giving up from each other cause the time and the place didnt match in this life. This was my fairy tale.
Always thankful from everything <3
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