Kyd @grungieboyz - Tumblr Blog

sometimes i look around the room for you, i pray in the back of my mind that i’ll see you.

it’s weird adjusting to a life without you

sometimes when i see a picture of you, i can hear your voice in my head, its the last piece of you

I hope i never forget the way you sound.

I hate pretending I don’t see you in everything.

from my wet hair that you said you loved to my shoes that you creased.

I can’t eat at your favorite restaurant anymore.

The thing is that I'd take you in a heartbeat if you'd ask me to.

“Let me come home”

Home is your arms, stroking my hair and holding me as if I were so fragile, one move would shatter me.

I remember every crevice of your palm, each line imprinting itself into my brain.

You are my home

Now I lay awake feeling strange and empty in this cold house, remembering how I felt so warm and safe with you.

“Don’t pretend you don’t know me”

I hate walking around pretending that I don’t have every curve of your body burned into my mind.

Pretending that I don’t know what your lips feel like, or how you taste.

Acting as if we were strangers, but strangers don’t know where every freckle and blemish on your body is.

heartbreak is that gut-wrenching feeling you get when you know you’ll never get them back.

Kyd