i wanted to tell him all of this. i wanted to pull him back into bed and kiss him until this whole wretched conversation faded into memory. but when i opened my mouth, the words died on my lips... and just like that, it was over.
You will look into the faces of passersby hoping for something that will, for an instant, bring me back to you. You will find moonlit nights strangely empty because, when you call my name through them, there will be no answer.
The upside (and downside) of having the same main playlist since 2016 or something is that occasionally shuffle will pull something from the depths of past and slap me across the face with it.. wdym you started playing Avicii’s wake me up oh my god😭