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I think my least favorite part of being alive is that you can’t take a break when you need one like if your whole world crashes and burns you still have to show up to work? that’s wild!!!! Give the people a moment to recover!!!!

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Engine 45 by The Ghost Inside. (x)

So good

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BROKEN HEARTED WHILE YOU’RE STILL TOGETHER It’s wishing we still spent 6 hours talking on Skype about our favourite songs and sitting in the silence while we laugh at youtube videos. Its the hope that they will call sometime that night maybe when you’re already asleep and they wake you up just to say hello and then fall asleep while you’re talking to them because thats the only interaction we seem to get lately. Starting to fight and feeling your soul leave your body like they’ve already left your life. Its looking over photos you’ve taken with them and the videos you took of eachother to pass the time. When you know its not your fault because you know you’re across the ocean from eachother now even though you see the same sky at the same time but its a little less closer together and maybe he sees a star or more then you. Maybe he never looks at the stars anymore, maybe he never wonders how amazing it is to be living on this planet, like the little chats we’d always have when we are feeling big and curious. Im watching you fall out of love with me and why is it always the ones that hit you so fast with their love and affection, where it feels amazing and surreal and like you’re in a movie. Why are they always the ones to break your heart, I miss talking about our plans for future together, I still want to live in a cute modern apartment in the city. I want to attend your guitar gigs that you’ve always dreamed about doing, I want to watch you in the crowd and see the girls look at you, I want to feel glad that you’re mine instead. Then maybe we can come home and sleep together instead of through these phone calls. You will kiss my forehead goodnight and Id wake up in the morning and pull you closer. But maybe that's not going to happen, Maybe you’ll stay in that small town of yours and you’ll live forever young with your friends, ranting and raving at 2am to get a snack Then you’ll complain about all the relationships you had, and maybe you’ll tell them I was too clingy, Because we all know thats true. But today I watch you feel safe knowing I'm always going to come back to you, I’m always going to be there when you need me when sometimes you can’t be there for me, and maybe I put it in more effort than you but thats okay and I know when you yell at me it makes me want to die. But you’re not at fault because the you I know would never yell at me, they’d never ignore my messages for days on end only just to bluntly answer, the you I know talks to me in the early morning and tells me he loves me, tells me he never wants to lose me, tells me that I don’t deserve him. Im forever anxious that you’re talking to other people, maybe you’re falling love with someone and I just don’t know it, Maybe these are the early signs. Just know that I'm glad I have you even if I can’t have you forever, and this is what heartbreak feels like when you’re still together.

why do my broken hearts fuel my poetry? (via weakflowers)