Every time you leave me, it feels like all of the breath has been ripped from my lunges in one fatal swoop, it feels like a heavy weight is pressed on my chest and no matter how hard I push against it the damn thing doesn’t budge. Every time you leave me I tell myself “This is the last time I swear to god, I won’t take you back.” but two weeks later you’re texting me ‘I miss you, come back’ and my heart takes control and I find myself texting you. ‘I miss you. Don’t leave me again, please.’
But you always fucking leave. (via jessielou24)
















