His possession wrapped around me like a warm coat, shielding me in a way it felt like only he could from my own frozen heart
he took a screenshot and my heart took flight
I miss you You miss me Yet we keep missing each other
do you remember or am i delusional the more i wonder whether your feelings were real the more i question my feelings and my entire reality i believed so hard for so long in something which was gone in an instant
but was it really there at all
I used to think the worst case scenario would be you decided you disliked the real me But your apathy cuts deeper than any hatred could
When you avoid your feelings, you bury your passion
What is life without passion?
You think her kiss is magic One day you’ll learn it’s poison