“I’m staring at the wall and I’m trying to remember the shape of your lips and the shade of your eyes, and exactly where the freckle on your nose is. But all I can see is the cracks on my wall blurring into many, and all I can feel is the ache in my throat as I try not to wake anyone with the sound of my heartbreak,”
23.12.20 22:49 - I miss you. (moondustanddreams)











