Luvsociety - сообщество

Believe me when I say, scars remain. Yes, wounds heal, you stop writhing with pain, but the scars remain. They remain forever. What breaks you will make you cry, make you feel destroyed and willing to run away from the world-emotions-yourself, but sadly you cannot! You stay right there, you grow up. You heal. You nurture yourself back to health, back to where you can believe or try to believe in people, in things. Those daydreams, nightmares, tears, midnight anxiety, everything gets better. You stop crying every time you think of them, you stop imagining things to go back to the way they were, you stop hoping for them to realise the love-mistake-hurt-anything and you start to breathe again. Your chest doesn't feel that heavy anymore, with time, but you still lose a breathe when that name suddenly hits you. But that's okay. You are getting better. You get a routine, you are busy, you are talking less, you are believing less, and you are being yourself less, but that's okay. A small price to not feel choked with the pain, to not feel dismantled with every accusation you heard, to not risk your little broken heart again, to avoid another soul-wrenching-end. But suddenly one day you realise, you are fine. Just like that, in a random moment, you realise you are fine. You are going good. You are keeping the lessons, not the pain. You have unconsciously stopped searching that tshirt-specs-smile-hair in anyone and everyone. Your mind doesn't make those random meeting scenarios anymore. You have finally accepted it's over and you are in a better place. It wasn't easy. It wasn't early. But it happened finally.🖤