I think I fell in love. Just a little..
Last time i was happy was when you were mine.
honestly the ideal date would be eating takeout Chinese in our pjs while watching Netflix and you play with my hair
Don’t you think that i don’t want to talk to you. I am only afraid that i would start crying instead of just saying “hello.”
Someday I’ll be writing about someone who loves me back.
I met you, you said you missed me and it felt like home to be in your arms again. We were walking around, holding hands,… too bad i woke up and realized i was just dreaming…
My life is a mess and sometimes i feel like i’m perfectly fine but then always something happens and i start thinking about you again and every fucking time i realize that all the days when i was ok were just an illusion, because i still love you, even if you will never be mine again, and what i do is i bury my emotions deep down in my heart and think they will dissappear, but they are still here, and i just don’t know how could i let myself end up in this situation, how could i let you destroy me from the inside. It’s like you were my all world and i’m just nobody, and i feel like all the years we’ve spent together meant nothing to you, because you’re totally fine and i’m here all broken, still crying over you. I just wish we never met. I’ve made mistakes, I know, but i don’t deseve this, i really don’t.