Sometimes, the RIGHT THING to do is purposely difficult AT THE BEGINNING.
Be someone's best friend, learn to love, breathe, and enjoy all at the same time. If it ends, accept it THAT YOU JUST CAN'T BE FRIENDS... atleast not right away.
You break up with someone ONCE, the next times you just HAVE TO accept that THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG.
OUT OF SIGHT, OUT OF MIND.
When it hurts... it doesn't always mean IT'S NOT RIGHT.
One can only wait until a certain time... after a while it EXPIRES. But the hardest part of it all is accepting that you're just not waiting anymore... you're actually just CURIOUS to find out HOW IT WILL END.
You let go... BUT IT DOESN'T REALLY MEAN you move on right away.
One day... you just wake you just realize that you're ok.
When the butterflies are gone, it shouldve long been replaced by comfortable silence or farting familiarity. IF NOT, then it doesn't mean you have to KEEP ON CHASING THE BUTTERFLIES.
Some days can be difficult, and when that happens you can only a) go back to the memories shared and be happy with it OR b) think of the WORST and REMIND YOURSELF why it's the end.
Photo aka: Drunkard's Survival Kit- Issi, Jose with some lime and salt on the side, a bottle of water, a handful of INsanity plus a camera with a timer.
