“Please don’t ignore me.” She says, “please don’t ignore what we had.” “I know it wasn’t much but it was something and I don’t know a lot but I know you made me happier than I was before.” “God I miss that.” She says. “Just tell me you miss it too? You don’t have to come back.” She says, “just say you do.”
S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #121 (via blossomfully)



















