I remember when I’d text you from the next room. You’d be studying, concentrating. But with every text, you’d stop, get up, walk to me. You’d place your arms around me and kiss me with such undeniable passion. You’d whisper the words I love you, and walk away.
It’s there’s little memories that kill me every day, that hold me back. That prevent me for truly being happy with another.
Thank you for destroying me.
I want to become one humble half of an elderly couple that has decades of memories and crazy stories of their adventures together. I want to spend my entire life with that one soul, to grow old and experience life without limits in complete synchronicity.
- Unknown (via petite—fleur)
So go find someone who fucks you right and treats you how you deserve to be treated.
Amen! And don’t settle! EVER!