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You’ve moved on, and I’m still here trying to figure out where it all went wrong.
I’m cold and hunched over my tea cup,
Holding on and hoping to warm up.
I miss your arms and the way they would wrap around my waist;
I miss the way you’d text me every morning before I even thought about toothpaste.
I used to think fairy tales were the fruit of life— that the most charming men were the princes we all seeked. But now I know better. Even the most gentlemanly of men can be liars, the most kind of men can have cruel intentions, and the most loving of men can be deceiving. You have to rip a fairy tale to shreds to reveal a villain, and sometimes it’s the person you trusted all along.
Do you tell her
all the sweet things you’ve told me?Do you love her
as much as you’ve loved me?
Tell me.
A Story A Day #92 (k.m.)
How dare you linger on my lips and then kiss me like a stuttering apology with excuses stapled to the roof of your mouth. I still remember you like a dream tattooed to the inner walls of a long term memory but some days I wonder if you existed at all.
(via thelovejournals)
(via thelovejournals)
Poetically Abstruse;
Please love yourself