when i think about the past and how much happier i was back then.
And isn’t that wrong, but so beautiful? How we bend and break and reshape the contours, the curves, the chaos in our minds to match another’s?
One day, I’ll have more time with this ring than I ever had with you.
I just want you to know that I never loved anyone the way I loved you.
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if we didn’t get so wrapped up in each other that we just crashed and burned. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if we didn’t find each other when we were lonely because lonely is no place to start.
I ache so sweetly, for all the untouched places, for all the lips
I haven’t yet kissed.
I don’t get how it was so easy for you to let me go, but maybe I just convinced myself that you cared way more about me than you really did because that’s how much I cared about you.
I am scared our memories won’t be enough and you will replace me.
i was so used
to me reminding myself
that i shouldn’t say too much
I would like to see myself in a place called home. As long as you are there, then that would be enough.