You already know how I feel.. I just wish it was enough. I miss your lips on mine. I miss you holding me. I miss how you were always there for me. How I could call you and you would always answer. But now you can’t talk if you are with her. I miss you so much and I hate how you don’t miss me..
“There’s a brief moment when you first wake up where you have no memories, a blissful blank slate, a happy emptiness, but it doesn’t last long and you remember exactly where you are and what you are trying to forget.”—Carrie Bradshaw, The Carrie Diaries (via quotethat)
“Sure, I’m afraid of what might lead to my death: car accidents, plane crashes, drowning. But, I’m more afraid of what won’t kill me: people dying, people leaving, the silences that seem to never end. It’s the idea of having to live through something that scares me, not the end itself.”—(via pennysillan)