naive people

“She was laughing even as we kissed and kissed again. There is no better taste than this: someone else’s laughter in your mouth.”

“I’m the jealous type. You wanna know why? Because we started off as ‘just friends’ too.”

“It’s been 5 months and I still talk about you like you’re here and you still love me.”

“It was only a dream, an empty dream, until you were there when I awakened.”

“It’s 3:21 A.M and you still haven’t called.”

“If you’re reading this know that I’m happy with some one who loves me more than you ever did.”

“Nothing is going to be the same between us, not after this, not ever again.”

“It’s strange to read poetry I wrote once about you, for they exist like little time capsules, or public record, containing lost treasure, feelings that I might chase in fits of nostalgia, and might revisit in a brief need for comfort and familiarity in this ever-changing life.”

“I thought I knew what a broken heart was before I met you. Now, I definitely do.”

“I rested my head on the edge of the bed and closed my eyes. Be still, I told myself. I wanted to find back my faith in a love that would not abandon me. I wanted to believe that there was someone out there, who would never let go. I just wanted to believe in love again.”

“I am fucking gold but you prefer silver and that’s ok.”

Still