Romeo and Juliet have nothing on this story, all the places we will go, or down in drumroll glory.
AIMEE C. HOVEYRomeo and Juliet have nothing on this story, all the places we will go, or down in drumroll glory.
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Nothing cuts deeper than being made a fucking fool at a time you’re already so vulnerable.
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All those questions that I was too afraid to ask? In the end I lay down cold welcoming the answers to tear me in half.
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You love me some days I’m honestly sure of it. You think I haven’t noticed and I’ll pretend I didn’t. You love me somedays and that’s okay with me.
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You’ll be what keeps me awake at night. Ignescent in the dark and impossibly my happiness.
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Lately, none of what seems to matter when I’m holding you and maybe, baby, we’re getting better.
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How is it possible that only you can stop time when I meet your eyes of green gunshot fire.
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How disheartening and yet a kind of relief that you too turned out to be just like all the rest. How freeing it is to watch the sun rise and set without you.
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Tell me, please how I’m ever meant to forget these exact words that you said – “you have my heart you stole it and I’m fine with that”
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Bad habits could’ve led me down so many worse paths than back to you.
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They say what is lost can always be found in the last place you look but I wouldn’t be so sure that you’ll ever see this version of me again.
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There’s a sincerely bittersweet truth in the way neither of us deserve me loving you.
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Time might only tell if this will be comfort or a curse.
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Tomorrow will be the reminder that its all just a blur of oasis and vodka.
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I guess that’s the thing with forever you only get it once. So when you find yours in someone there’s not a thing you can do to forget and nobody else could ever come close.
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Maybe the most perfect words I’ve ever heard, beauty and sadness, are these three. Not, I love you. But, Let it be.
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