I wish I could pick up the phone and hear your voice the same voice that comforted me during the worst times the same voice that shattered my entire world all at once
I want to hate you I wish I didn’t care but really I love you Your touch, your eyes Your voice, your laugh Your smile, your humor everything about you seems perfect but really You’re toxic Love, you really are my drug.
i still smell you on my clothes i think maybe tonight meant something to you like it meant to me but i know you're miles away talking to her thinking about her instead of me and i feel like i'm falling for you as you're falling for her
they say love is not supposed to hurt but it does. it hurts to say it. it hurts to feel it. it hurts to know it.
but maybe it's not the love itself that is painful. what's painful are the cracks and ropes that trap us to this mess. I'm tired of being trapped here and I'm tired of feeling hurt. I wanna escape but there's not a single way out
I miss you. Do you miss me? Why'd you end it? Was it worth it? Are you happier? Is it real? It's not real. It's real. I miss you. Come back. Do you miss me?