18, England: aspiring journalist. My blog has no theme; it's like me, jumbled, unorganised and unpredictable. I post what I like, feel or think about.
I never really believed the saying:
"sometimes love isn’t enough"
Because if you love someone wholly, surely it should be more than enough.
Some friendships, no matter how real and enduring they might seem in that moment, belong only to that moment. We blame ourselves; wonder where we went wrong, what we could have done to change it, but the truth is we couldn’t have done anything.
We were exactly what we needed then, but not now. Sometimes things are better left perfectly in the past.