knowing that i’ll probably never get to feel your touch or let you hear my stupid giggle or see you actually scrunch your nose up in front of me or be able to kiss you and cuddle up to you when i’m cold at night literally destroys me
knowing that i’m the reason things are so messed up right now breaks me. knowing that you may never forgive me, trust me, love me or be happy with me like you used to do breaks my heart into a billion pieces