"I still remember the day you told me you loved me. It wasn’t anything special. It was our typical walk to our cars after school. At the time it didn’t seem like much, but how that day changed my life forever."
I hate you
"I pray that you begin to feel that distinctive pain in your chest when you finally realize you’re no longer the light in my life. I pray and pray that you begin to understand the destruction you’ve done. I want the memories of you to leave and yet the memories of us flood my mind in the times of solitude.
…Maybe one day things will get better. But in this moment, I’m learning to settle into a world without you. And oh God how bittersweet that is."
Nighttime Nostalgia. A story of us.
"Each passing day gets a little bit easier."
Three years later, a new girl sits cross-legged on your bed.
She tastes like a different flavor of bubblegum than you are used to.
She opens up a book that you had to read in high school, and a folded picture of us falls out of chapter three.
Now there are two unfinished stories resting in her lap.
Inevitably, she asks, and you tell her.
You say: I dated her a while back.
You don’t say: Sometimes, when I’m holding you, I imagine the smell of her vanilla perfume.
You say: She was younger than me.
You don’t say: The sixteen summers in her bones warmed the eighteen winters my skin had weathered.
You say: It’s nothing now.
You don’t say: But it was everything then.
Some things are better left unsaid. (via homowrecked)
I love this so much.(via slothb0nes)