I will kiss your scars as you heal, I will sit by your side and hold your hand. I will write invisible secrets and paragraphs and maybe a book into your skin at night, while you sleep warm next to me.
It sucks that we miss people like that. You think you’ve accepted that someone is out of your life, that you’ve grieved and it’s over, and then bam. оne little thing, and you feel like you’ve lost that person all over again.
Lists of books we re-read and books we can’t finish tell more about us than about the relative worth of the books themselves.
I want to be first. I know that’s selfish, and maybe unattainable, and maybe shallow. But I just want to come first with someone. If that’s wrong of me, so be it. I’ll be wrong. But that’s the way I feel.
Pretty enough оn the surface, but dive down into your depths, you’ll find beauty most people never see. Lucky me. I fell in, headfirst.
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