You will never see me on my knees crying my eyes out and pleading. It doesn’t matter if they’re a significant other or friend. I will never grovel and ask somebody to stay just because I want them around. Even if it will hurt me to see them go, I can’t make them stay if they don’t want to. Nobody is obligated to stick around. If you want to go, then go.The door’s wide open for you.

Some come with flattering hellos, some left with unforgettable and heartbreaking goodbyes. Some left mark deeper than others, some are just meaningless repetitive names that you won’t remember after a while. Some stay for a while, some left just as soon as they come. But in the end, they’re just people. Eventually, they’ll leave. Either by their own will or forced by life. In the end, you’re always on your own. With nothing but memories of people.

Unknown. (via triatic)

Tell her she’s the prettiest when she’s covered in you.