tagged as heartbreak

Part of me wants to move on. Move on and forget every little thing that you’ve ever said to me. Move on and forget how you used to look at me like I was the entire galaxy. Move on and forget about the deep conversations and the laughter. The kind of laughter that made our stomachs hurt, but we wouldn’t stop anyway. I wanted to move on, but I couldn’t.

I could not move on for the life of me.
Part of me wants to be completely in love with you. In love with the way you smile when you talk about your favorite song. In love with the way you care about your friends so deeply. In love with the way you love, but there’s one problem.
I’m no longer the person you love.
But you’re still the person I love.
Quite frankly, that’s the worse type of love. When you’re stuck in the past, and can’t, for the life of you, move on. I can’t move on, but I can’t love you.
So, tell me, what am I supposed to do?

—  //05.10.15// lost and stuck in the past
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