I guess it’s time to let go. you can only hold on to something you love for so long until the pain begins to really set in. how can I keep holding to someone that’s pushing me off. how am I supposed to act like I’m the only girl in his world when I know his world is full of many more butterflies. all I am is a caterpillar waiting to bloom and waiting for you to wait for me. how can I expect someone to love me from so far away. I don’t see anything special in me and neither does he. letting go is so hard especially when things were so perfect. but they never really were. I was never that girl for him. I was always the girl he’d go home to after a long day out. I can’t change his ways and I need to stop convincing myself I am. someday I’ll be a beautiful butterfly and maybe I’ll be worthy of you. but by the time I’m sure you’ll have someone else. someone who changes your ways and makes you forget about stupid me. the day I’m enough will never come.
I miss the way I was able to look into your eyes whenever we had sex. we had a special kind of sex. it wasn’t sex. it was love
We can only be friends if you’re kind of an asshole. Not full blown asshole because that’s no fun. And if you’re not an asshole at all then that won’t work either. A halfway asshole. Those are my kind of people.
I want to literally rip your heart out and smash it to pieces sometimes but other times I wanna put every piece back together with my love…
Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word.George R.R. Martin (via imaan-daar)
maybe I’m dumb,
or I’m in love,
if I think I about it I am so young,
your love is a drug,
that I’m not above,
love is to one and one is to love,
you are the garden,
and I am the bug,
that kills all your plants,
and ruins your plans,
why did I do it?
cause I thought I can,
now we’re back to before,
right where we began,
I’m looking for a girl,
and you’re looking for a man…