Documenting nostalgia for moments that were never mine.
like
" You tried to change, didn’t you? Closed your mouth more, tried to be softer, prettier, less volatile, less awake…You can’t make homes out of human beings. Someone should have already told you that. "
" I remember one morning getting up at dawn, there was such a sense of possibility. You know, that feeling? And I remember thinking to myself: So, this is the beginning of happiness. This is where it starts. And of course there will always be more. It never occurred to me it wasn’t the beginning. It was happiness. It was the moment. Right then. "
like
" I was afraid of being alone, and now I’m scared that’s how I like to be. "
So, you love me, eh?

Maybe, if you showed it instead of treating me as though I were nothing to you, we would be more than this.

Maybe, just maybe we would still be us.

(Source: thedownfalloftrying)


" Let them miss you. Sometimes when you’re always available, they take you for granted because they think you’ll always stay. "
" I want you to crave me. From my lips, up to my words. "
" It gives me strength to have somebody to fight for; I can never fight for myself, but, for others, I can kill. "
Looking back,

I wish we had taken more pictures and written more notes.
For there to be more evidence
Of just how much we loved each other.
I believe we were beautiful together.
Our love was (is) the most beautiful thing I have ever witnessed.

For two years I had no words.
Frustrated, I thought I had lost all inspiration.
I realize now
No string of words
Could’ve done us justice.

(Source: thedownfalloftrying)


It saddens me that we have to show our support for gay marriage. It shouldn’t be gay marriage, it should just be marriage - a union between two people. It shouldn’t matter which genders the people in that union identify as.

(Source: thedownfalloftrying)


" You want me to do something… Tell me I can’t do it. "
You wrote notes on the backs of photographs.

Declaring your love for me, knowing one day I would discover them.
Today I found them. Today it was too late.
Why must everything always be too late?

(Source: thedownfalloftrying)


like
" So I wait for you like a lonely house
till you will see me again and live in me.
Till then my windows ache. "
INSTALL THEME