Know your worth.

What ever happened a year ago probably doesn’t matter anymore. The first glance, the first “hello”, the first move. Doesn’t matter.

It’s been almost four months since this mutual understanding started. I honestly do not know where this is going. Sometimes, I’m so happy and other times I’m not.

I’m not selfish with time. I respect your busy schedule.

But it wouldn’t hurt to remind the ones you love that they matter, right? 
It doesn’t take much of your time to say “Hey, how was your day?”, “Good morning”, “Goodnight”, “Have a nice day”, “Stay safe”, or even an “I love you” right?

I know that “I love you” is not enough to define that you love someone. After all, the person who loves you is not the person who sees you every day, but the person who looks for you every day. Do you ever think of me? Do I cross your mind? Do you wonder what I’m doing? Probably not. I don’t sense a hint of importance and value. I’m not stating that i’m something dangling, i’m more of someone who isn’t even existing. It’s like, i’m not there at all. When you try to speak to me, it feels like you’re forced to, and I really don’t want that. The fact that you can talk to other people and not me makes me feel like YOU don’t think i’m worth anything.

Makes me think, did I even make the right choice? We are not even halfway yet and I’m already starting to doubt everything. I’m not really sure if this new experience has gotten into you, but I am sorry, I’m not in favour of this. You keep saying that you’re a dick, but honestly, you’re just trying to be one. I know you, and I’m pretty sure you know that all you want is to impress the people around you. You’re so overwhelmed with the fact that girls talk to you, that the jocks hang with you, and that people admire you. Never forget who you were before, never forget that you had insecurities too, never forget what you’re worth, never forget what’s right.

Things change, and you changed. It hurts.

Everything hurts. So why can’t I just leave? It’s hard because I love you. I love every single bit of you. 

I just hope you find what you’re really worth of. You’re more than this. 

I’m ashamed of myself because I know I should be better and I have no idea how to get there.
— I Don’t Know Where to Go From Here (#370: April 7, 2014)

(Source: write2014)

The reason why they’re called lessons," the Gryphon remarked: "because they lessen from day to day.
— Gryphon, Lewis Carroll’s Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass.