Lonely days surrounded by others, am I doing something wrong? I can't seem to find my path back to you, and every choice I make feels a mistake at this point.
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The numbing pain in my chest, the constant fear living in my bones, they were all premonitions of a life without you in it.
How could I continue? You told me, you promised to return, and I'm still waiting to see walk through that door.
How could I move on? When your smile is stuck in my mind, everytime I close my eyes.
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He shall never know I love him: and that, not because he's handsome, but because he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made out of, his and mine are the same.
Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
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Maybe our moment couldn't be back then, maybe our moment is not here yet. One day, one lifetime, we'll be able to see each other across the street and recognize the longing we've had for so long, in the other, we have found home.
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Dreaming of us, sitting together near the fireplace, laughing and chatting with friends while your hand slowly caresses my back. I glance back at you and see you smile, I smile back. I've never been happier.
Moments like this, slow and quiet, among friends and next to you. Having dinner, dancing in the living room, and candle lit conversations after everyone is gone. What else could I ask for?
Maybe for all of it to be true, I could ask for this dream of mine to become reality. I could wish for us to be together one day. Am I being selfish? For asking such thing with you. A slow life, a happy life.
Reality pushes back at me the second I wake up, bed empty and a cold room greeting me back to this world. I want to go back to the dream with you.
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We were fine, we were happy. I never wanted luxury, all i wanted was you by my side. I told you over and over again, you didn't need to work so hard. We could work through all together, but you had to go far. You left me alone.
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Day 29: Family feat. Winx club
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If Club Winx were Gen Zers
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— Franz Kafka, from Letters to Milena (via lumamonchtuna)
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