‘Sort of’ is such a harmless thing to say. Sort of. It’s just a filler. Sort of – it doesn’t really mean anything. But after certain things, ‘sort of’ means everything. Like after ‘I love you’ or ‘You’re going to live’ or ‘It’s a boy.’
(submitted by: talkplaylove)
There is a heartwrenching listless feeling that comes and you wander through the day, half of a person. I feel like every time I love someone I give them a part of myself and when things end, I hobble around for a while, missing limbs or an eye, a victim in the the long war we call love.