I. We could have grown apart the old fashioned way- watched our love get old with the seasons. Maybe it would have left us in the fall. I could’ve written a poem about how winter felt without you.
II.We could have broken each other’s hearts quietly. It could have been sad but simple- you’d stop laughing at my jokes and I’d fall asleep before you even came to bed. Even if our love had to die, we didn’t have to rip it apart.
III. I want to go back in time and kiss our foreheads. I want to apologize to our younger selves for what we are going to do to them. I want to tell them to pack their things and leave in the night before they set each other on fire. Go. Go now. You don’t have any idea what is coming for you.
We could have watched our love grow old with the seasons. (via blackorwhitelife)
IV. It didn’t have to hurt this much. I shouldn’t still be reeling.
She is braille.
I read her with my hands,
her body speaks to me.
fluently.Jhavia Nicole. (via francesfarmerr)
You don’t get it. I barely understood it. I crave the kind of partner that will tell me when I’m wrong. Someone who will take the time to say to me ‘This is going to be a sucky conversation because it’s going to be uncomfortable but if I don’t tell you, I can’t be certain anyone will and I want you to grow continuously into a superb human being.’ Do you get it? Don’t you want someone who wants you to keep growing?Mya Wright (via nonelikejesus)
I wasn’t looking for love. It found me. I saw her, she was the prettiest girl in the room. I didn’t know it then, but she is exactly who I wanted to never a go day without, even if I didn’t know it at the time. She is still the prettiest in the room.The story of us (via italian-luxury)