The worst part of this is I still want to fight for you, knowing full well it’s a losing battle.
— Letters from S
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Love Begins
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The worst part of this is I still want to fight for you, knowing full well it’s a losing battle.
— Letters from S
“I watched you walk away with my goodbyes still on my tongue, knowing nothing I would say could stop you from leaving.”
— Letters from S
“I still look at our pictures, daydream about a former reality, listen to our song, desperately grasping onto memories that have long ceased to be any more than stories of what once was.”
— tara love / hoping that they’ll come back
“Do you know how it feels to look for something you know will never come back? How it feels for your head to know, but your heart to need it so bad that your mind shreds itself apart and your heart threatens to tear an escape from the bars that line your chest?”
— tara love / i hope you don’t
“I just want to be your peace. When your head lays on my chest, I want you to forget the world and all it’s problems. Escape in me and give me all your stress and worries, I’ll take it all for you just to see you smile without having to fake it.”
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(by alberthbyang)
i need my space unless youre the right person then dont go anywhere
I wish you were here so we could crawl into bed together, under layers of soft blankets, and our cheeks and hands would warm from each other.
just thinking of how our meaning or purpose in life is merely to experience. eating an orange segment, hoping for snow, being in love, returning over and over to one painting, stepping outside for the full moon, submersion in water, having a favourite colour, knowing beauty, feeling alone, feeling connected, feeling longing… it is enough.
It’s all just a shift in the mind. 🙌🏽