Then there is the boy you can never stop thinking about. Whenever you see his name, it trips you up. Even if it’s one that belongs to many others, even if he belongs to someone else.

You know he is a symbol of your weakness, your Kryptonite. How he rushes in like wildfire and burns through everything you worked so hard to build since he last left you in ashes.

—Lang Leav (Signposts, Lullabies)

(Source: langleav, via loveulikexo)

I need you to care again.

I used to miss you so much and then over time, I just didnt anymore.
It was nice once it was all over.
It was nice to finally get some sleep at night.
It was nice being able to do things without you in my head.
It was nice
but it was over, and no matter what,
that’ll always hurt