A love like ours never dies. Maybe it wasn’t meant for this lifetime, but it will last throughout it nonetheless.
I wish you the best as you try to forget.
Image: Looking out of a castle in Uruguay – April 8, 2017
Wrong Lifetime
Scarred
I’ve never noticed the number of scars before, but I have many. My heart was not left in one piece when you walked away. Perhaps it will never be quite the same again. But I’m proud of each scar. And I’m proud of loving you. I’m proud of who you were and who you are.
Love me or forget me, I’ll always be a part of you.
Love me or forget me, I’ll always be proud of you.