After you left, I went back to sleep. Dreaming you were still here.
I can’t let you navigate my life. Sorry, but this land is mine.
very close to the XX.
When you see a boat vanish … have you ever seen a boat vanish on the...– Afterwards (2008)
skyfell: Another attempt at you, another Sunday morning. Maybe, like Edison, I’ll know a thousand people that are not you, before I find you. * I run away from you, then to you, then away again. Reset?
I’m still right here. Where else would I be?
I dont yearn for your love anymore, I just miss your presence. I can’t let it out, I still let you in.
My mind : I love you. My mouth : I hate you. My mind: I still miss you. My mouth: I’m over you. My mind: I still keep everything you did for me. My mouth: I burned everything you did for me. My mind: Call me. My mouth: Don’t contact me ever again. My mind is hoping to forget you someday, but my heart is sure it never will.
You almost had me. I never believed in you, but you almost had me. Almost.
You are the last drink I never should have drunk You are the body hidden in the...– Pulp- Like A Friend
-I want to ask you a question. -Sure. -I don’t know what your situation...– Going The Distance
If You Want Me
You knew the exact ways to touch my heart. You always said “You make me wanna stay”. Still you went away. * I’m running out of words to write, of tears to shed. I’m running out of movies you told me about. Songs you’d told me to listen have already been played too many times. Memories aren’t as alive as they used to be in my mind. * You’re still...
-And the worst part is I’m getting used to it -I dont understand. -I...– If Only.
-You dont belong to people forever. -Then why bother– Shelter
We will never be the same way we used to be. We are the way we’ve always wanted to be.
The more I try to convince myself that you’re no longer relevant, the more relevant you become.
Your ghost haunts me no more. I stopped being at war with you.
“Having lusty thoughts, and acting on them, most agree, are two entirely different things. Which is, not to say there are some of us who don’t sail very very close to the wind. Then, there’s the dignity of it all. The pathetic, shabby, humiliating, things we will put ourselves through in the name of mere lust. You’ve not been there? Ever? You’ve never waited and...
There are so many broken pieces, That I don’t even know where to start putting it together.
I like for you to be still: it is as though you were absent, and you hear me...– Pablo Neruda (via fuckyeahneruda)
If I were given one more chance, one more than what you gave me thrice, still I would not know if i were able to screw that up. Yet I would do anything for it.
Today I missed you, then ran into an old memory. It warmed my heart.
What do you think we are?