"I found an old picture of you,
it made me smile because it reminded
me of you and me,
of what we used to be.
But then I cried because it will never be the same again.
I miss you so much it hurts."

I really miss you // R.R. (via missinyouiskillingme)

"I always thought we would find our way back to each other.
But this time it’s different.
Now, I know that our paths will never cross again. And gosh, it hurts."

"He’s gonna be so sorry he lost you, so stop worrying. Forget the past, forget the pain, and remember what an incredible woman you are. When you do that, is when he realize what he’s lost."

Unknown (via missinyouiskillingme)

Words to be spoken

actono:

You are my love, and I am so lucky to have you in my life. Every day everything that I am feels better, happier, lighter, because of you. You have become the sunrise, the sweet cool fall breeze and the everlasting glow of the moon. You are my love so I give you my heart. Listen to its beat, it’s all about you.

"I Found Everything I Never Knew I Wanted In You."

"And I envy your books
for you give all your time to them
while all I do is crave your attention
and wait for you to notice that I’m here too."

Written Reveries #14 || s.j. (via lookingformyaugustus)

"

The first time I fall in love with you is when you race out of the bar and into the street, chasing after me.
You pick me up like I’m something holy to hold above yourself and kiss me in the summer heat.
I don’t get your number, and I forget about you for a week, but the feeling of being held has been burned into my mind.

The second time I fall in love with you is when you press me up against my car and slip your hand up my skirt.
You don’t stop when the headlights approach, and I don’t want you to, because your hands have awakened something inside of me that he ruined,
that I no longer knew existed.

The third time is when I tell you I hate the word cute and you don’t argue. You never call me cute again after that moment.

The fourth time I fall in love is when you’re sitting in my car, drunk, and you’re staring at my bare legs propped up on the dash.
You tell me that you understand me in some deep way, and I believe you, I believe you because my heart feels no shame before your eyes.

The fifth time it happens in a split second,
you pull me out of the street, to safety.

The sixth is when we make love sober for the first time,
you stumble awkwardly out of your jeans and into my hips,
and I am amazed, utterly awed
by the desperate longing I find in your eyes.

The seventh time I fall in love
is when we are laughing.
It is 4am and you have been awake for 24 hours and you can’t keep the sleep from you voice,
but we are huddled together on a twin sized mattress on the floor,
and we cannot keep the smiles from blooming on our skin.

The eighth,
I am fresh from the shower and you look at me like I’m the source of your happiness,
like I am something to cherish and hold on to,
and I know in that moment that you are incapable of lying.

The ninth time is when I say I’m not hungry,
but you get two forks for takeout anyway.

The tenth time I fall in love is when we kiss for the last time.
The train is coming, we can both hear it in the distance,
but you put your lips on mine like a prayer,
and your hand on the small of my back like a benediction,
and the train screeches to a halt;
we run towards it together.
As the doors slam to separate us,
I realize that I have been
baptized in love like I never knew I could be.

"

L.A “Holy water and I am still soaking wet” (via lucia-writes)

"

You used to get mad when I called the ending of the movie we watched
Or when I would bet on a couple we knew
You’d get frustrated that I knew what was going to happen in the book
Or which of our ship was going to sink
You hated that I was always right

But it’s because I know
My sixth sense tells me ‘this is going to end’
I guess that is why I didn’t flinch when you told me you didn’t love me anymore
And that’s why I wasn’t surprised when I saw you walk out my door

"

It didn’t hurt any less (via abnormalinsecurities)

"I could write a library about you,
you know."

In your arms

excuse-me-i-must-poem:

I want to fall asleep
With my head on your chest
And listen to you breathe,
Hear the soft sounds
Of your heart beat,
Feel your arm around me.
I want to know
What it feels like
To wake up
In your arms,
See your
Morning mussed hair,
Catch the warmth
Of your first smile
Of the day,
Be able to start
My own morning
That way.
I imagine nothing more
Than this,
And, to me,
It would be pure bliss.