-you’re the last thing on my mind by Aron Weight

Once you start hating the person you loved the most, the hate takes a strong and powerful form, as it is arising from something that is already super euphorically vigorous- love. You must feel like the hatred and loathe has spinned it’s web around your heart like a spider spins around the house. You’ll feel like there’s not a single inch of love left in that damp , empty heart. But no matter how much you detest the particular person, there will always be this one, small, tiny element of love hiding somewhere deep, acting like an unhealed wound, that will sting everytime you listen to a song that used to be in that person’s playlist, or when you pass by a bookshop and realise you both once stopped by to buy some pens, or when you buy a snack and realise it was their favourite, or when you find untouched pictures of nostalgic event in your gallery and won’t know what to do with them. It stay there, if it was all hatred in that delicate organ of yours, it would never sting. If it stings, you’ve a long way ahead, my friend

*proceeds to kiss him*

Richard Siken, War of the Foxes

-Girl crush by Harry styles