U deserve a nice boy who texts u back and buys u tacos and doesn’t kiss other girls behind ur back and who makes u laugh and thinks ur funny
Today, I decided to start taking care of my flowers after a long time. Because they are not the reason you left. And they don’t deserve to be treated badly just because of that. After some time, i realized that flowers are only a metaphore for people in my life… Those people who never left.
Last time i was happy was when you were mine.