And I Loved Him.

Do you still find your heart breaking from the imagining of what could have been?

I get way too sensitive when I get attached to someone. I can detect the slightest change in the tone of their voice, and suddenly I’m spending all day trying to figure out what I did wrong.

Make her fall for you slowly. Run into her as you’re walking out of class. Stop and look at her like she’s the moon and you’re the sun and all you want to do is be with her. Stand there with your hands in your jean pockets, head leaning towards the ground as you ask her to go out for coffee the day after. Hold her hand as you walk together, no matter how sweaty her palm is. Reassure her that her crooked smile gives you butterflies in the pit of your gut. Tell her that her laughter feels like home. Text her at 3 in the morning just to tell her that she’s what you think of when the world is dark and still. Lay down with her. Hold her like she’s a fragile piece of glass that you would never dare break. Look her straight in the eyes and tell her those three little words that you know she wants to hear. Kiss her. Kiss her hard, like her lips are ecstasy and you just can’t get enough. Promise her an always. Say you’ll never leave her. Kiss her again. Do all of it, even if you don’t mean it. Because god knows it worked on me.

the first person you think of in the morning and the last person you think of at night is either the reason you’re happy or the reason you’re hurting.

Is he everything you ever wanted?

You’re a poison in my veins that no matter how many time I say I am over you I am not

And if you ever start missing me Remember that I wasn’t the one Who left You’re the one Who let me go