Things That Matter.

Life is too short to pay heed to unnecessary things. Think about what really matters.

You knew. (2) 

You knew. You knew my heart was broken. 

You still broke down my walls. I let you in. You called me ‘baby’ and I gave you what was left of my heart. I put a flame to every single word you said. I made scenarios in my head which deep down I knew would never happen.

Because deep down, I knew too. I knew that your words meant nothing. I knew that it was too good to be true. I knew that there was no deeper meaning. I still fooled myself. I believed in something that was never there. 

I gave you my heart and you didn’t want it. It wasn’t your fault. It was mine. I was just a stupid little girl who was looking for something to believe in. I was just a stupid little girl who wanted to be loved.  


Just a little more human. 

Just because you want someone to hold you once in a while doesn’t mean you’re weak. Just because you crave affection doesn’t mean you’re not strong enough. 

You’re stronger than you’ve ever been and you’re happier than you were before. 

It’s okay if sometimes, you just want to let go and let someone else take care of you. It’s okay if you just want someone to hold your hand. It doesn’t make you weak, just a little more human. 

You knew. 

You knew. You knew my heart was already broken. You knew what I was going through. I told you all of it.

 But what did you do?

You pretended to care. You pretended to care about me and my broken heart. You made me trust you. You made me believe in you. For a second, you made me think that the world was a better place. For a second, you made me feel that I was worth loving. 

But then what did you do?

You shattered my already broken heart.

It’s all lies, darling. 

It’s all lies, darling. Don’t fall for it. Don’t give your heart away so easily.

He might be flirting with you and calling you baby, he might be making you smile and holding your hand. Don’t fall for it. Not this time. Not again. 

You know better now. People don’t always mean what they say and things don’t always turn out the way we want them to. So hold yourself back. Be a little cautious this time. Don’t believe every word he says. Don’t look for signs that aren’t there. 

It’s all lies, darling. Don’t fall for it. 


It feels like I’m back in 6th grade. Your hand brushes against mine and it gives me butterflies. You look at me from a across a room and I blush. 

Your presence makes me smile. You make me happy without doing anything at all. You make me smile like an idiot. You make me want to be next to you all the time. 

You’ve got me craving for something more. Something real. 

Is it infatuation? Is it a crush? Is it love? Who knows? 


I think it’s love but it might not be. I want you to stay close but at the same time, I want you to leave me alone. I want you but then, I don’t.

If only you could understand that my mind is interlocked in contradictions and I do not know what I want anymore. If only you could understand that my mouth doesn’t say what it wants to and my heart doesn’t do what’s good for it. 

It might be love. But then again, it might not be. 


She wasn’t sad. Just numb. 

It’s not that she could not sense his love. She just didn’t know what to do with it. And it’s not that she did not want to love, she just didn’t know how to anymore. 

Because the truth is, after a while, you just stop feeling anything at all. After you’ve given so much of yourself away to people who didn’t deserve it, you’re not left with anything to give.  You don’t know what to feel anymore. All you feel is nothing. 

He wasn’t you

He was perfect in every aspect. He was what I had wished for. He was everything that I was looking for but somehow, it didn’t seem to be enough. 

I was looking for something else. I was looking for something more. I was looking for you. He was perfect. He only had one flaw. He wasn’t you. 

I wish I could stop. I wish I could stop looking for you in every person I meet. I wish I could stop searching for your face in crowded streets. I wish I could let you go. I wish he was you. 

Give me a sign. 

Honestly, it’s a little scary right now. There is so much uncertainty. But somehow, you make me believe. 

You make me believe in a better future. You make me believe in a brighter tomorrow. You make me believe in us. In me. 

I don’t need you. But somehow, I find myself wanting you. 

Just give me a sign. Give me a sign that you’re worth it. Give me a sign that you won’t be like the rest. Give me a reason to believe. 

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