dailydigressions:

I’m left here with a bed as empty as the feeling I have in my heart. How can I get you off my mind when I could still taste you on my lips? The look in your eyes as you were about to leave scraped my insides because this feels like the last time I’d ever be able to hold you close as something…

11:19 am  •  17 December 2011  •  11 notes