I hope you remember that I loved you more than anyone has ever loved you before.
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I hope you remember that I loved you more than anyone has ever loved you before.
Justina Butkovic, hazyatlast (via wnq-writers)
we fucked up, you know? we messed it up. we had something real, something rare, and we let it go to waste for nothing.
we messed up. you messed up.
w.j.
(via constanthoughts)
This time last year, I could have told you who I was, and who I was going to spend the rest of my life with. Twelve months have passed and now all I’m sure about… is that it’s December again.
rhymingtherapy, writing prompt #72, write about December (via thelovejournals)
maybe she’ll remember me and we’ll meet again one day
“Expectation is the root of all heartache.”
William Shakespeare (via amortizing)
December. It’s the time for lovers and lonely hearts. It’s a month that can go both ways..when the snow on the ground can remind you of the cold that wells in your heart or the warmth that will soon embrace you in your lovers arms. It’s an ending, when you finally pick up the pieces of your broken heart and close the chapter to start a new one.
j0ethejellybean, writing prompt #72, write about December (via wnq-writers)