I still miss you and it hurts

*not my main blog*

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am an observer, but not by choice.’

[text id: my fist has always been clenched around the handle of an invisible suitcase. / i am always ready to leave. / there is not a single room in this world where i belong.]

[missdich]

I hear your laugh from the passenger seat

while I blast our favorite song

with the windows down and the wind in my hair

I put down the garlic while cooking

because I know your nose crinkles

in a bad way when you smell it and even worse when you taste it

I finally pick up the book you told me to read

all those years ago when we had

too much to talk about that one evening in June

Your tone gets serious when you remind me

to not read the last sentence before starting

because the ending is too good to be spoiled

I won't this time. I promise.

But it feels stupid.

Making promises to the ghost of you.

A friend that has long been gone. That has moved on after too many confrontations and arguments and nights spend with tears streaking down our cheeks.

You're haunting me.

But nevertheless I sing along. I cook without garlic. And I read the book.

- you will always be the most important person to me even if we don't talk anymore

[missdich]

There were oceans between the way we loved each other.

I have always been a stormy sea and your waves just tickled the shore.

And to you, my love seemed like a tsunami.

[unsaidhabits]

“You would never know but I love you. Ever since we talked, I’ve been trying to replicate what we had. But wherever I go, I’ve never smiled as much as I did with you”

—

[capitalletterlyrics]

easier // 5 seconds of summer

[missdich]

You are my favourite destination,

but you're also everything in between.

The longing looks, the kisses, the teasing touches.

You are my favourite destination,

but you're also my birth and my death,

my dawn and my dusk,

you're the journey within myself.

[missdich]

I don't believe in love at first sight.

I don't believe in soul mates.

I don't believe in happily ever after.

Well...at least I didn't.

Not until I met you.

[missdich]

But who's going to mend all the pain that you've caused?

Who's going to dry my tears for they are still glistening on my cheeks?

Who's arms are going to hold me while I shake because the thoughts of you keep flooting my mind?

Who'll deal with my dark thoughts, with my broken past, my desperate future?

Despite all of the agony that you've generated, sometimes I still wish that you were here.

- sometimes being enough just isn't enough

[missdich]

Unrequited love is a tough bitch tbh

[missdich]

I had not seen it coming.

I really had not.

Everything was flowers and kisses and promises.

But flowers wither and kisses fade and promises are broken.

I really thought that you were the one

[hiddenstorytellers]

He says let’s just lay here and enjoy the moment.

I get dressed…

Who’s going to fix the nights I cried myself to sleep?

Who’s going to take back all the times I was on my knees begging God to take the pain away?

Who’s going to take back all the humiliation he put me through?

Who’s going to take back all those lies he fed me?

Who’s going to take back all the nasty, hurtful words he said to me?

I say let’s not lay here and pretend.

- let’s get the fuck out of here.

[fate]

via weheartit

[missdich]

Funny how you always told me not to get jealous over who you're texting.

Funny how you left me for her.

[missdich]

I remember the night you told me that we should end this.

My eyes had never been so puffy.

Sometimes I think that I can still see the streaks of tears on my cheeks.

[coral]

No matter how much I say I love you, I always love you more than that.

[uhnsaids]

but you were my favourite

[lost-words-left-unspoken]

And when your skin meets mine, just for a second, it feels like the sun and the moon collide