laying on the sandy grains of the earth with the melodious sounds of the waves in the distance and the rich smell of salt in the air ; i allow my mind to travel to places i have all but banned myself from , that kind of hurt still too potent .
i let myself remember how it felt to be loved by you , to be hurt constantly ; to believe in you and have that belief broken time and again ; to have utmost confidence in you and have all of my own self confidence shattered .
Among those heartwrenching lies and acts of betrayal ; i will forever remember the words you whispered to me while walking the shorelines of a sunny day
“ Its gotta get ugly ,before it gets beautiful but never stop being you “
IFwrites 
I think maybe ‘too’ potent?
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Urgh yess how could I miss that!! ❤thank you
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