#helovesmestill

[introspectivelephant]

Passionate love doesn't whistle on my lips in the way that it used to roll off like songs flowing out my swallow's beak; It's cacophonous in the way a raven cackles, mocking the symphony that existed once now turned barely into a satisfactory melody.

I can’t sing love’s tunes like I used to 

[peaches345]

The only thing worse than falling out of love is stayin fb in it after its over.

Abbie D