And the thought of happiness slowly dwindles away
And promise me this:
You’ll wait for me only,
Scared of the lonely arms.
This kills me in so many ways
You can’t keep kissing strangers and pretending that it’s him.
Ten Word Story, Meghan Hale (via m-e-ghan)
I miss you and there is absolutely no fucking thing I can do about it
(My heart to yours)
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