Burning that bridge with you.
I regret hurting your feelings and turning you down. I regret not being more tactful when you told me how you felt. I regret being so focused on someone else that I dismissed you, only to realize the other person wasn’t really worth it at all. I hate how it took you falling for someone else to make me realize how much I appreciate you. I hate that I always want what is just out of my grasp.
I’m so sorry. But now it’s too late. Now you’ve moved on.
I feel the need to feel..All over again.
tacykakes:suzywire: (via haylieerin)
You know what I find interesting? If you lose a spouse, you’re called a widow, or a widower. If you’re a child and you lose your parents, then you’re an orphan. But what’s the word to describe a parent who loses a child? I guess that’s just too fucking awful to even have a name. — Rachel Griffiths as Brenda (Six Feet Under)