#thinkingtown

Some things, people and places just hit you hard in the heart. You don't know why, but thats the beautiful part.

Beauty isn't measured, it's felt.

You feed off each others pain. You make the other starve, whilst starving yourself.

I never thought it was possible to be simultaneously broken and brilliant, until I met you

Do I want you? Or are you just convenient?

Does it hurt? That memory of me that replays in your head, like a scratched record? Does it make you feel sick? Knowing that you could have stopped this? Knowing it was you that started this? Does it burn? The feeling that lies beneath your skin, constantly reminding you of whats been lost? Does it stop? You wonder endlessly. I don't know. I don't feel pain anymore. When someone hurts you as strongly as you did, I can't feel pain. You made me numb.

She watches him with the same eyes she watches the time with. She has to, if she wants to stay sane. Because her thought of him...is endless. It's timeless. And if she looses track of the time, she'll loose track of herself.

Your voice alone, made me reconsider every word I'd ever spoken.