And you wonder why you choose to be with someone who hurts you more than loves you. Who makes you sadder than happier. Even when there’s too much baggage. Too much bad. You still choose to stay even if it’s staring you right in the face. How did you let yourself get here? Until where would you let this go? — Gray// Genefe Navilon
I’ve been in love with someone that didn’t love me back and I’ve been loved by someone that I didn’t love back but I don’t know which is worse: to be broken or to break another soul.
Don’t play with my feelings.
Sometimes there’s nothing to say. Sometimes silence expresses more than words. Picking up the phone, dialing a number.. it can do more damage than good. But humans are afflicted with this obsessive desire to talk things to death. So we make things worse, just by trying to make it better.