âListen, if youâre going to leave, thatâs fine. and I know you promised you wouldnât seven months ago while I was crying into your neck but I also know that sometimes it rains even when itâs not supposed to and sometimes boys kiss girls they shouldnât and we tear flowers out of the ground just to watch them die and things change, so I understand if youâre done, but please, when youâre packing all your old sweaters and books, donât forget to take all your three AM phone calls, and photographs where weâre smiling so wide it looks like weâve never known that feeling in the pit of your stomach when someone screams âI donât love you anymore.â Take back every kiss, every night you fell asleep next to me, every poem I wrote you, every song you sang to me, every âI love you more fight,â every shock I felt in my skin when you brushed against me. I was never scared of ghosts until you left but now I see you everywhere and god if youâre going to kill me please just do it quickly because I see you in everything and itâs making it hard to breatheâ
â I wonât say I miss you but I think my mother knows anyway (via extrasad)














