"Sometimes I think I lived my whole life in those days when we were together."
- you moved on. why can’t I? (via oceans)
(via bubbly)
"One day someone is going to ask me about my first love. And I won’t say your name but your smile will still flash in my mind, I’ll still feel your warm touch against my skin, and your laugh will still ring in my ears. But I won’t tell them that.
No, I won’t tell them of the boy who still haunts my dreams. I won’t tell them that I loved him so much that I carved myself hollow just so I could fill every inch of myself with him. They’ll never know the way my lips burned for his kiss or the way my mind was consumed with thoughts of him. No, I won’t tell them that.
I’ll tell them about the boy that I thought I loved. That I was sixteen and foolish, but aren’t we all. I’ll say how I should have known better, how it wasn’t really love. I’ll say all the right things so that nobody knows just how much it hurts.
No, they won’t know how much I regret it. Three years later and my heart still hurts like it was yesterday. I won’t tell them how much I miss you, but I will."
- (via ifthenightcouldtalk)
