dreams of you

“I’m scared to see you with someone else.”

“You were a summer gift, one I’ll always treasure. You were a dream I never wanted to wake up from. You opened my eyes to things I’ll never really see. You’re the best thing that will ever happen to me.”

“No matter how busy a person is, if they care, they’ll find time for you.”

“Being a good person isn’t about sitting with your legs crossed.”

“And somedays I miss everyone - who has ever left, all at once.”

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“And I’ll listen” she said. “No matter how each word could break every piece of my heart. I’ll taste every reason why you fell in love with someone who’s not me.” she sighed and uttered, “That’s my way of accepting the truth. I just need you to say it. Tell me you don’t want me anymore. Tell me you aren’t going to look back once you leave me alone. For the last time, please be honest with me. Say that you don’t love me anymore.”

“the worst part about writing about you is not knowing what i would do with hundreds of posts that fill my blog declaring that i love you, after you leave me.”

somedays are just bad days. somedays, i just break down in tears because i miss you so much and it’s so fucking hard to accept you’re no longer here, in my arms where you rightfully belong. somedays are just bad days. somedays, i just feel numb because i want to feel your lips against mine and that is the only thing i can’t possibly do. somedays are just bad days. somedays, i just crave you holding me tightly, reminding me what its like to be loved. somedays are just bad days. or maybe it’s just all my days. all my days without you are bad days.