TW: ⚠️mentions of suicide and OD⚠️

Betrayal feels like a gunshot wound killing you

Slowly

Painfully

Betrayal feels like a knife stabbing your heart

Again

And again

Betrayal feels like your soul leaving your body

You try to get it back

You try to grasp onto what little life you have left

But just like that it’s gone

And you feel as your childlike innocence and love for life fades with it

You tr...

It’s not the heartbreak that kills you

It’s the desperation

The wanting

Waiting

For him to take you back

When all along it was written in the stars that it was never meant to last

And that’s all you can think about

When you look up at the moon and you see his face carved into it

When everywhere you go you can smell his old cologne

The one he said he wouldn’t wear, but he wore it anyway becaus...

He runs his fingers through his soft, curly hair. I just can’t help but focus on how gently he brushes his other hand along my arm. Jack has been my best friend since preschool, and I had never thought of him as anything more than a friend. But now…I feel something more between us.

I run my fingers through my messy hair. I don’t know why, but my other hand reaches out to her arm. I glide my hand ...

I had struggled for hours, thinking that maybe I should just give up. Becoming so weak over the past few months, I could feel myself withering. I knew I wasn’t going to survive very long, so I decided to bake cookies for my hospice nurse to thank her for taking care of me. In hindsight, it was not a very good idea. But in the end, I had a lot of help from my husband, and my extremely eager ten yea...