He said "go to the place where you belong and live your dream, i'll be here to support you". I thought he cared enough. But then he decided to leave me; with nothing but the bittersweet aftertaste of his lips, the traces of his fingers and the cold absence of his embrace. That's when I realized that unspoken words speak more than the words his beautiful, well-defined lips spit out.
5 am thoughts that consume my confused and broken heart




















