xrellyx

this is the first day of my life, i'm glad i didn't die before i met you. <3

i miss him, the "you are beautiful" picture hidden in my dresser drawer for fear of the overwhelming feeling i get when i look at it. i have never seen eyes that piercing blue, and i feel like no one will ever shine back at me like that again. clove smokes and the windy city are always in the back of my mind, clouding my judgement, and i hope that maybe, his too. but i bet he doesn't even know how my heart breaks everytime he tells me he misses me, and i bet he doesn't know how often i wish that he was here to sing me to sleep at night.

think of me when i am not around...