I really think there are people who you will love forever, whether or not they remain in your life for that long.

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@theseunspokenones
I really think there are people who you will love forever, whether or not they remain in your life for that long.
i just want to be the reason somebody smiles. like sure it’d be nice to be enchantingly beautiful but i’d settle for being somebody goofy on the train station. the person who tilted their phone a little so you could watch the show with them. the offered umbrella or the girl with the dog or the “oh i remembered what you got in your coffee.” like the person who makes you feel warm.
You were the one that I wanted to feel the earth rotate with.
Shinji Moon, This is No Longer About You (via wordsnquotes)
It bothers me that it doesn’t bother you. I’m mad that I’m mad.
-I wish I didn’t care, but I do, because it’s you. -m.t.t. (via mysilentconfessionstoyou)
You’re not mines, and you will never be. You don’t owe me anything and you can do whatever you want. I know that. My brain has accepted it. But.. For some reason my heart hasn’t come to terms with it yet.
the art of trying to move on -m.t.t. (via mysilentconfessionstoyou)
I tried my best and gave my all, and although it wasn’t enough for you, at least I was the one who tried.
-That’s more than I can say for you.
-m.t.t.
(via mysilentconfessionstoyou)
Today is a little bit more bearable then yesterday. Perhaps tomorrow will be a bit more bearable then today.
-Learning how to live without you.
-m.t.t.
(via mysilentconfessionstoyou)
God forbid one day we are no longer together, please remember me. Please remember our firsts–our first kiss, our first date, our first road trip, the first time we said “I love you,” and the first time I met your parents. Please remember the sounds–my laughter, my snores, my snorts, my out-of-tune singing to country songs, the radio playing our songs, and the melody you make me sing when your skin is upon my skin. Please remember the scent–the smell of my shampoo, the perfume that reminded me of my favourite Eric Church song, the candles we lit, and the scent that lingered on your clothes and bed, even when I was gone. Please remember how I look–in your sweatpants and hoodie, in my sundresses, in the middle of an open road with the wind blowing through my hair, and every time I said you were my world. Please remember the times–our 13-hour date, conquering all four Disney World parks in one day, dances in the kitchen, the sunsets we watched, and the Sundays we spent in sweatpants on the couch, breaking diets. Please remember your favourites–the kind of hugs after a long work day, the kisses we give first thing in the morning and the last at nights, the way we hold hands when you drove, and the tickle fights that neither of us could win. Please do remember me. Please remember it all.
Ming D. Liu (via mingdliu)
In the end. we all just want someone that chooses us. Over everyone else. Under any circumstances.
-anonymous (via msantt)
Maybe we met each other a little too soon, to have a love that was supposed to last forever.
thegoodvillain (via wnq-writers)
She kept saying “I don’t care about it, I don’t care anymore.” But for the life of me I couldn’t figure out whether that meant she really didn’t care or that she cared too much.
Sue Zhao (via blossomfully)
You’ll always remember them but eventually you won’t miss them anymore and that’s how you’ll know you’ve moved on.
Sue Zhao (via blossomfully)
you could have made me an ugly person. sorry but you didn’t lead me to ruin. i learned to be better and kinder through this. you planted thorns in me but i grew flowers. they hide all my bruises. without you i’m blooming.
i feel like every future i planted was in the rows of your palms. how am i supposed to move on.
Sad Girls
Oh how I wanted to say that I missed him. How I wanted to call him and start a stupid conversation the way we used to do. How I wanted to ask him something ridiculous like did he like cats, like what did he think of the colour blue, like did he still love me, like did he ever? Did he ever love me at all? And how I wanted to sit on his bed and rest my head on his chest and listen to the sound of his heartbeat. Or sit on the floor of his room and let him kiss me and let him kiss me and let him kiss me again. Or, oh, how I wanted to go back to the beginning, to the first day when he approached me. How I wanted to leave so he’d never told me his name and I’d never told him mine.
Sue Zhao (via blossomfully)
His dry eyes staring at you while you fall apart.
S.Z. // Ten word story (via blossomfully)