fifty

It doesn’t ache that your lips have been on hers. It only aches that they’ve been whispering a different name. I may be crazy in that way. You can touch all the bodies in the world but what’s always going to hurt more is the way you’re touching their soul, too. 

forty-nine

I’m irresponsibly in love with being irresponsibly in love

forty-eight

The whole world keeps spinning like nothing happened. But something did happen. Does it not understand that a girl has been left shattered? Does it not understand that everything she hoped to believe in was a formulaic lie? Does it not understand that once again she’s been cast aside, a check marked off a sick list? Perhaps it does understand, perhaps it simply does not care. 

forty-seven

Keep your standards high, darling, but your expectations low. Not everyone will hurt you, but not everyone will lift you up. You know what you deserve and you know where you want to go. Sacrificing those things for the easiness of a moment will never be worth it. You wouldn’t give up a hundred dollars for a nickel on the street. And you shouldn’t give up sincere affection for a drink at a bar. 

forty-six

Lazy Sunday afternoons with Netflix and beer and blankets and hands is the only fucking thing I need. Come back, I’ll be fine. If you pull at my heartstrings when I’m with you, I’ll take mend them back together on the drive home. 

forty-five

I didn’t think I wanted this ‘friends with benefits’ relationship and I probably still don’t but honestly if this is the only way I get to feel your beating heart against my cheek then I’m game. Your hands are something to be remembered and once I’ve felt them on my skin, there really isn’t a way for me to go back. 

forty-four

Some girls want to be showered with roses. Some girls want all of your time. Some girls want a knight in shining armor. Personally, I’m good with lazy forehead kisses and drunk texts at 3am.