“I think I’ll always be waiting to see your name. I think I’ll always be waiting for you to care.”
— P.G.G
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“I think I’ll always be waiting to see your name. I think I’ll always be waiting for you to care.”
— P.G.G
“You don’t always get back what you give, and I guess I need to learn that. That when I give myself to others, there’s no reassurance they’ll do the same. There’s no reassurance of a happily ever after.”
— P.G.G
“But I gave helplessly into you, like a wave would have into the shore.”
— P.G.G
“I hope one day, you’d read these words I’ve written. I wish you read them with hope that all of these were meant for you, not knowing that they completely and utterly are.”
— P.G.G
“The reason I cannot speak to you is that I am just as angry as I am in love. So ‘I miss you’ becomes ‘fuck you’ and every tear burns like acid from the way my blood boils when I hear your name.”
-Let’s Just Talk-
“He turned down the greatest love he would ever see.”
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T. // ten word story #53
I want you to know if you ever, even for a second, regret your decision and want me back; If you ever look at old photos of us and miss what we had; If you miss having someone there who cares for you like I did; Please text me or call me because I will be there, and I hope and pray with every part of me that the day will come where you realise you can’t live without me because I really can’t do this without you.
- 22.19pm
I don’t care if you message me five years from now telling me you miss me, I will always take you back.
Sometimes coping with a broken heart, looks a little bit like flirting with the wrong people, fucking up a bottle of wine even tho u have never in your life been a wine person, listening to a angry sad song on repeat for hrs (like god damn bitch chill) and smoking wayy too much pot to the point you get angry because whos smoking all your shit, and u live alone. Or maybe thats just me. Sometimes you just gotta be a bit messy. And be human. Like let yourself breathe and be super unapologetic messy. You just gotta.
This is all just so hard because you’re the one person I want to go to when I’m upset but you’re the one that caused it
-why did you have to ruin everything we had? // @lettersbyjess
“Why are you so afraid of losing him?” Someone asks.
“Cause if I lose him, I wouldn’t lose just him.” I reply. “I’ll lose myself too.”
“When he looks at me now, it’s like he doesn’t even see me. He’s forgotten my head on his chest, arms around his waist, the beating of his heart as we crossed invisible, irreversible lines. I’m a stranger to him now, and that hurts way more than screaming and swearing and locking doors.”
— please miss me like i miss you
all i could think of was your body against mine. not in a very sexual way but in a protective kind of way. i could think of your arms and how they would hold me tightly so i’d be warm. i could think of your legs which would cling to mine so i wont get away sneakily. i could think of your lips breathing out air slowly over mine so i could remember every second im not alone. all i could think of was how i would sleep like a baby in your arms unaware of the troubles that await me.
//nikitagupta
“I didn’t want us to end up like this. This is exactly what I was afraid of. I didn’t want us to act like strangers, or maybe even less because we can’t even hold eye contact, because we can’t ever talk again, because we can’t ever know each other again. And maybe I loved you so much that I wish we hadn’t fallen in love, just so I could have kept you by my side, even if it wasn’t as a lover.”
— Excerpt from a book I’ll never write
“He smiled. And that’s the story of how I fell in love with him.”
–1:23 AM
if you boyfriend forgets little things about you and your relationship, it’s not okay. stop telling yourself that all the boys are like that because believe me i know of a boy who never forgets his anniversary date, or how his girlfriend hates bananas and how much she loves mushrooms even though he hates them. he never forgets little things about her because he pays attention to when she talks about her day and what she likes. we pay attention to little habits of people we love. so stop telling yourself all the boys are like that because it’s just the boy that you’re dating whose like that.
sorry, not sorry//nikitagupta