I miss us, what we had. I miss the hand holding, the soft kisses, the way we joked around and played, the hugs you gave me were always the best, the way you held me, the way you laughed, the way you made me feel, I miss the way we were, I miss us, I miss you…
I’m pathetic (via nightcore567890)
It used to be me texting you at 4:13 in the morning, not being able to sleep without your voice. now at 4:14 in the morning I lay awake wondering who’s name just appeared on your phone screen, pleading you to soothe her to sleep.
How do I move on? (via psychedelicl0ser)
I don’t know how some teenagers sneak out at night.
I’m too lazy to even get out of bed.
My friend told me that ice cream
helps mend a broken heart
but the sugary taste is not nearly
as sweet as the sugar your words
would leave in my mouth and maybe
I should find a new drug dealer because
they still have not made a drug that
makes me feel as high as you had
and I wish I had locked my heart
but your smile was a skeleton key
so I suppose I am stuck with this
Ice cream. (via dollpoetry)
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