"I still love him and I know that’s wrong…" (r.i.d)

"I still love him and I know that’s wrong…" (r.i.d)


(Source: verswand)


In 25 days, it will be 3 years

For a date we no longer celebrate

But I will mark the time and

I will remember

Even if you do not. I will remember for both of us.

I held on to all the memories you let go of

and ran away from

I always liked the things that felt like home

Even if home hurts and makes me cry

I’d rather have it to hold on to than

loud public places and

empty conversations holding

some stranger’s sweaty hands

and wishing it was you instead.

I always wish for it to be you.


— 8-4-14


It rained this morning and

I was awake.

It’s been hot these nights

and days but the rain came like


washing through me and

I felt thankful instead of



— 7/22/14

"I’m not yours anymore on
sunny afternoons or during
the excitement of a thunder
storm. I’m not yours anymore
waking up and stretching the
sleep out if my shoulders. I’m
not yours in forests or at
work or with friends or during
a well cooked meal. I’m not
yours anymore with my hands
on myself. But I’m still yours at
2am, alone in my room, when
my chest fills and won’t empty
back out. I’m still yours when
I need holding and my hands
keep reaching to the ceiling
because there’s no one around."

anne, how will I ever be completely over you when my body can’t comfort itself? (via anneisrestless)

"I’m desperate not to lose you. It
makes me wild with jealousy; it
makes me needy. I don’t like
myself without you. I want all my
mornings to be sprinkled with
your voice. The hardest part about
low confidence is low confidence
in you wanting to be with me. The
acceptable number of hours apart
is no hours but I know you need
your space. I’m sorry for craving
you so much. I’m trying to deal
with this separation anxiety myself
but you should give me some relief
sometimes. I’ll be as quiet as your
shadow if you’ll just let me be in
the room with you."

anne, needy (via anneisrestless)

"That’s the problem with putting others first; you’ve taught them you come second."

— read that, again.  (via fridaynights-citylights)

(Source: angiellehcim, via der-song-um-den-es-ankommt)


(Source:, via alifespace)


i think i expected you to feel like an old warm blanket

like the kind we had a children

to keep us safe 

and the monsters at bay

but seeing you again

feel like trying to wrap myself in

old insulation

of a house i haven’t lived in 

we should tear this old house down

no one’s lived here for a long long time

and you and i

did our fair share of damage 

things we don’t speak of 

things we try to forget

but i know

you know

i remember

and so do you

maybe we’ll laugh about it one day