Brenna twohy from Swallowtell //Sanna Wani, “Who is the Sun, Asking for Sleep?”, My Grief, the Sun // Fortesa Latifi, from The Truth About Grief.
The heart is the toughest part of the body.
Tenderness is in the hands.
-Carolyn Forché, The Country Between Us
Paul Guest, from 1987 // Carol Rifka Blunt from, Tell the wolves I am home.
-Emily Brontë, from “Wuthering Heights”
The most toughest part in any relation is give up,giving up on that person you once gave the world to. You stop giving explanation, you stop expecting things and even though you want to you just stop yourself from going near that person because you know doesn't matter how much you love them or how many times you forgive them, when you will leave because of the pain they cause you they will not even stop you. Their's some silence in the conversation and some words behind the silence which you both don't listen to anymore or don't tend to listen. Sometimes your heart wants to give them the explanation, wants to tell them each and every thing running through your mind but... But you don't cause you know it will not change a single thing so you backspace the whole paragraph and let them be in peace and that's my friend is the most broken part.
This for all the broken friendships we couldn't save
This for all the words we didn't say cause we were afraid they will not understand
This for all the promises which were not meant to fulfil
This for all the more than friends less than lovers