Of all the places I’ve ever been
the only place I ever wanted to stay
was wherever you were.
You have always felt like home.
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Of all the places I’ve ever been
the only place I ever wanted to stay
was wherever you were.
You have always felt like home.
And I think a part of me has always loved you. Since the day we met.
I believe in using songs to say things.
(Reblog this with a song)
There’s people that I love that generally didn’t give a fuck about me.
Enough to catch your eye, not enough for you to stay.
Dudes really be like, “I never loved you.” Then when you’re upset, they hit you with, “I thought you wanted me to communicate.” Sir… I wanted you to communicate your feelings, not casually hand me emotional trauma.
me to me: nobody cares about you
I regret caring so much about losing someone that was so okay with losing me.
One day, you won’t want him back.
No. You lost the chance to apologize to me. Not because I’m mad or petty. But because I already forgave you, for myself. And if I let you come to apologize at this point, that’s just giving you access you no longer deserve. So if your apology is only showing up now because you feel guilt, that’s not an apology. That’s an attempt to make you feel better. So thank you. But no.
“Do you want to talk about it?”
no.
Sometimes I wonder how different my life would have been if I had loved myself with the same devotion I gave to people who were always halfway out the door.
I swear we were happy once upon a time
and I desperately want to ask you “don't you remember that?”
It was so brief, but so wonderful.
It's what I hold on to in the hard moments.
It's what I remember
when I don't recognize you anymore.
What part of “I never wanna speak to you again” did you not understand?