hello

It’s like no matter where I go or what I do, something about you always comes back to haunt me. Whether it’s somewhere we went together, or just something that reminds me of you, you’re always there somehow.

Short skirt  and 6 inch heels. She laced her lips  with venom,  when he pulled her close. She gently stroked his face,  and wondered why she let him in and break down her walls. Inches away from his face,  she smiled then whispered   “I hope she was worth it", before leaning in  to kiss him one last time.

In May, we fall in love twice as fast. Three times as hard. Nines lives and everything. We become glitterbugs and it’s beautiful. This dancing-in-the dark, summer is coming, we won’t last the very first snowdrop. But we fall anyways. Simply because we can. Because we’re young and that has to be worth something. (I think) And it’s June and you look something like love. I feel it. And we have all the time in the world.

Because 12 shots of vodka burn less than the hole he left in me.

autumn is reminiscent of you and i; like the leaves on the trees, we were so beautiful but little did we know we were dying.

My heart would take you back in a blink of an eye, but my mind, my mind knows everything you’ve done to me.

“I never hated him. God, I tried, but I never did. I never could. I hated what he did to us. I hated that he fell out of love with me. I hated that he wouldn’t talk things through. I hated that he gave up. I hated so many things, but I’ve never hated him. I love him too much to hate him, no matter how much he hurts me.”