#cloudedposts

fuck the feelings

Ive carved my poetry into the wooden planks we sat on most nights In hope that you’ll come back and recognise my curly f’s and curved y’s You’d understand how i feel once you read the lullaby In the dark when the moonlight is your only source of light

i miss the smell of your cologne, your beautiful bed hair, your 3am yawn, your tossing and turning at night, your leg resting on mine, your shoulder to lean on while i sleep, your sarcasm, your husky morning voice, your sparkly gorgeous eyes, your strange food concoctions, i just fucking miss you

With tears dripping down my face, I will spend my night on tumblr avoiding sleep as I don't want to wake up to tomorrow

all i want to do right now is cry 

it hurts so much to see people you love, upset