I quit smoking cigarettes because they reminded me of kissing you. the way they feel between my lips and breathing it in reminds me of how long I held you in my chest.
But then I realized that even after all that’s happened, and how much my heart has broken, I don’t want to forget what it was like to kiss you.
Now I can’t stop smoking and my hands won’t stop shaking and all my words are slurred and I can’t tell you that your existence made me feel like my words wasn’t crumbling beneath my feet and I can’t tell you I miss you because I know you’ll lie and tell me you miss me too.2/3/2016fuck my heart
I’m sorry that so many of you relate to this..