I'm a collection of every memory that shouldn’t have ever been mine to keep, but your shadows have taught me that darkness is beautiful and that a heart can grow without light. If hell is real it's a hallway lined with pictures of what it looks like to slowly become unhappy. My favorite things are just the words used to describe you. The days that broke me are the same days that built me, but sometimes the most beautiful part of a day is a someone.
My heart feels the safest around you.












