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I will love you for the rest of my life. Until my heart stops beating and even after that. When I’m buried in the ground my heart will always belong to you.

A.L. 3/11/15 odd-abby (via odd-abby)

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forever-mylove-ipromise

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jess-amelia

I never thought you’d be my almost. The one I almost married, my almost forever. The one that was so close but slipped between my fingers.

Almost - Jess Amelia (via wanderlust-er)

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fromchaostostardust

There comes a time where holding on does more harm than good. It’s not that my feelings for you have changed, it’s just, well, things changed. Shit happened, and maybe we met at the wrong time, or maybe it’s just not meant to be, but these maybes will be the death of me. So you see darling, I have to let go. And don’t for a second think that I no longer love the universe that is inside you because it’s the only place I felt completely at home…

I’d Like To Tell You It Hurts (via fromchaostostardust)

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ninasdrafts

I hope that you’ll never forget, and keep the memories close to your heart. Guard them like your most prized posession. Think of me when a word you randomly hear reminds you of my roaring laughter in the pitch black night, think of me when you listen to a song that once made me cry so hard that you had to pull me close, stroking my hair until I calmed down and fell asleep with my head resting on your chest. Think of me when you see empty coffee cups and old book spines and when the air outside smells like rain. Think of me with a smile on your face and a light heart. I don’t care if you think of me and feel regret, or hate, or the aching feeling of loss - I just don’t want you to forget.

Just think of me from time to time. Don’t forget about me. Please. evening thoughts #36 n.j. (via ninasdrafts)

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0927050818

What an empty feeling inside, to not have any more tears left to cry.

T.C (via thingsilearnedaboutlife)

just-six

I should have kissed you longer.

six word story // marisashea (via just-six)

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ayeitsmar

We didn’t even say anything. We just stared at each other. We made eye contact and our gaze never broke. I don’t think we ever really needed words honestly. Our eyes and lips tell everything without speaking a word. We do this a lot, not speaking. We just sit in the silence. It’s not an awkward silence, nor is it bitter, uncomfortable. It’s that silence where you know everything is okay because you’re with the one person in this world that means everything to you. We never really needed words, we just stared at each other and smiled.

an excerpt from a book I’ll never write #15 // Marlana Ann (( @ayeitsmar ))

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