You don’t believe me when I tell you that I like the noises you make when you sleep
And I don’t believe you when you tell me that my voice is your favorite sound,
Not when you can sing like that.
One of your ex’s name tastes like stale coffee
And the other one burns as if I’ve swallowed a scalding pot.
You don’t understand why I don’t discuss my first love with you
But how am I supposed to tell the sun that I once fell for the moon?
If I could, I’d pay rent for the spaces between your fingers,
So if anyone else tried to intertwine their hand with yours,
They would be trespassing.
I’m very good at useless metaphors
And very bad at telling people how I feel
But on our worst nights, you’re snow in the month of March
and even though I’m sick of winter,
I will never stop appreciating the beauty of a blizzard.
All About Us, #1 (via spvandi)

(Source: attuition)

5:20 pm  •  19 August 2014  •  36,322 notes
They say it takes about 21 days before something becomes a habit. So why is it that it only took one glance for me to start thinking about you every single day?
Connotativewords | jl | Fast Forward (via connotativewords)
5:16 pm  •  19 August 2014  •  6,589 notes
Cheating is NOT a mistake.
If you’re truly in love with someone, you will not be able to kiss someone else without tasting your loved ones tears stain your lips. You will not be able to take your clothes off for someone else without feeling like a field ripped bare to its soil. Cheating is a choice, its a choice you made because you obviously didn’t give a single fuck about your relationship.
― (via a-sleeping-perspective)
7:05 pm  •  18 August 2014  •  128,195 notes