promises are just words until they're fulfilled.
above all else, guard your heart.
234 miles.
you'll fall in love with my eyes before you fall in love with my heart. hold me to the promise where i said i'd never tell a soul my secrets.
i still believe in love.
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the only thing i learned to love more than you
is nothing.
i met him one night in the deep of fall. i remember wearing my red coat that night because the weather forecast said it was supposed to get colder. we sat next to each other on the edge of the town-line watching the cars pass and counting missing headlights. he said, “you know you’re beautiful,” and i smiled back politely. we walked past the buildings, shops, and the fountain. his hand never dared to touch mine. i remember the way the air smelt, the way the crisp leaves crunched under our feet, and the way he so effortlessly broke my heart on the same type of day.
he left me one night in the deep of fall. i remember wearing his sweatshirt that night. we sat next to each other on the edge of his driveway watching kids playing in the street and counting stars in the sky. he said, “you know it’s over,” and i nodded my head politely. he walked me past the street light and his father’s car to where my car had been parked for the past six hours. his hand never dared to touch mine. i remember the way the air smelt, the way the crisp leaves crunched under out feet, and the way he so effortlessly broke my heart.
i now know
what it’s like.
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i found myself screaming out your name last night,
just like i have nights before. it seems like nothing
is the same anymore now that you have found your
place in this world. “i wish you the best,” we said as
we parted. i wish i had meant it. “i wish you would
never leave me,” is what i should have said. i should
have never lied.
i found myself screaming out your name last night,
just like i have nights before. it seems like nothing
is the same anymore since you made your way out
in the “real world.” i forgot what it was like to sit alone
at the dinner table and stare at the clock on the wall.
i’m wishing you’ll show up and tell me you want to
come back, but you’ve found your “new home.”
i found myself screaming out your name last night,
just like i have nights before. it seems like nothing.
the tips of my fingers have felt what it means to be lonely and my tongue knows what it means to be silenced. the body often gets left behind when we discuss feelings, forgetting the muscle memory they carry, but the body is the first to remind us of what we’ve lost.
6 notesthis is seriously amazing.
heterophobia… if the views were to change, would it still be okay?
everyone needs to take the 20mins out of their lives to watch this.
there is more distance in heart than anywhere else.
you promise to keep me close, don’t lose me somewhere
between the lines on the map.
when it rains, it pours.
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i woke up in the middle of the night and saw your face at my window. i remembered what it looked like from the last time i saw it. i asked you to come back home, but you didn’t hear me. you had already ran away. i would’ve let you climb through the window, i would’ve let you do anything.
i remember the first time i saw your face and what it was like to hold you in my arms. you said you would always turn to me. you promised. i don’t know what changed, i don’t understand. all we want is to understand.
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