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I’m lonely, but that’s okay. I’ll just keep laying here, holding my pillow close to my heart and pretending that it’s you instead.

there is no room with four walls that can make me feel more at peace than the home you provide by simply wrapping your arms around me.

First admit that you are unhappy. Then admit why. Then understand you need to let go. Allow yourself a moment. Breathe in the moment deeply. Then the healing will begin.

we’re so casual in the destruction of these bodies – like it’s nothing to be young and alive.

Just like the flower, she needed sunlight to exist.

by the time I gave away my love, all that remained for myself was hate. but I do not blame you for my self-deprecation. I only blame myself for thinking you would give my love back.

I hope you got what you wanted.

stop taking tastes  and just eat the whole thing, my heart has long since  stopped beating  and is growing cold  while waiting. devour me, because it hurts  seeing you love  someone else  after I gave you  everything

I hope you got what you wanted.

If I close my eyes, I can pretend to live in a world where memories of you don’t exist. In that utopia, maybe the flowers are blooming, maybe my rib cage will stop collapsing in itself, maybe this season of darkness will come to an end.

Depression is an ocean and sometimes people just don’t know how to swim.

I didn’t know that it was possible to grieve someone who’s still alive.

Sometimes we meet someone and are with them for a short time, yet somehow we write about them forever.

Dear Future You, Hold on. Please. Love, Me. Dear Current You, I’m holding on. But it hurts. Love, Me. Dear Past You, I held on. Thank you. Love, Me.