you and i are the story that never gets old.

i hope that you are surrounded by people who motivate you, appreciate you for who you are, accept your flaws and imperfections and do not love you less for them, bring you smiles and laughters, but if you are surrounded by people who bring you down, criticize your flaws and imperfections, and bring you hell and tears, please walk away; and always remember that you worth so much more than what they think you do.

She listened to the rain, daydreaming of the voice she thought she’d never hear again.

I was quickly learning that something far worse than the pain of loss or longing was the state of feeling utterly passionless and numb. That vast empty void in your life when nothing quite mattered enough to lead you to feel much of anything one way or another.

Is it bad I still think you’ll come home someday?

We don’t even ask for happiness, just a little less pain.