Abbykadaby*
I used to want you so bad I’m so through with that, cause honestly you turned out to be the best thing I never had
Yes, I know we’ve said a lot of things that we probably didn’t mean but it’s not too late to take them back, so before you say you’re gonna go I should probably let you know that I never knew what I had

Stumbling, you

Trip, you

Graze your knees, you

Get back up again, you

Fix your hair, you

Are ok as long as, you

Keep moving forward.

iwrotethisforyou
This is why it hurts the way it hurts. You have too many words in your head. There are too many ways to describe the way you feel. You will never have the luxury of a dull ache. You must suffer through the intricacy of feeling too much.
iwrotethisforyou
If you ever find yourself looking at the person next to you and wondering if you can do better, leave. Because they can definitely do better than you.
I wrote this for you
And I know it was me who called it over but I still wish you’d fought me ‘til your dying day, don’t let me get away.
John Mayer 
A clean break is easier. You can reset it, and it heals, and you move on, but if you leave things messy, and things don’t get put right, then it just hurts, forever.
Little Black Book 
You’re a good man, you’re handsome, and kind, and smart, and good…but I’m busy holding myself together with tape and glue…You’re too much for me right now because I’m busy with the tape and glue.
Late at night, when your brain is tired of thinking of everything else, you will find me there. You cannot throw me far enough away.
iwrotethisforyou.me
You shouldn’t fall asleep on your heart. It’ll go numb.
iwrotethisforyou
If I breathe you in and you breathe me out, I swear we can breathe forever. I swear I’ll find summer in your winter and spring in your autumn and always, hands at the ends of your fingers, arms at the ends of your shoulders and I swear, when we run out of forever, when we run out of air, your name will be the last word that my lungs make air for.
iwrotethisforyou.me
Oh but I’m scared to death that there may not be another one like this, and I confess that I’m only holding on by a thin thin thread. I’m kickin the curb cause you never heard the words that you needed so bad, and I’m kickin the dirt cause I never gave you the things that you needed to have.
There are moments of such pure, sublime, unparalleled perfection that they will force you to close your eyes and hold on to them as best you can. Life is a series of these moments. Everything else is just waiting for them.