I knew what was coming, I knew what you’d say, and I knew how I’d feel about it.

I knew that I’d cry, I knew that you’d tell me I’ll be okay, and I knew that I wouldn’t.

I knew you would tell me that you’d love me forever, I knew that you’d tell me that we’d still be friends, I knew that my heart would break.

I only wish that when you decided to leave me standing there alone that you could have taken all of the memories with you.

I don’t want to remember.

I wish that you took all the pictures from my phone that I can’t bring myself to delete, I wish you took all the letters that you wrote me that hide now beneath my bed, I wish you took back every smile you put on my face.

I don’t want to remember.

I wish you took every “I love you” that runs circles through my head, and I wish you took every cold winters night we’d spend cuddling lost in each other’s eyes.

I wish you took everything about the last three years with you, because even though you are gone it still haunts me. Every now and again I see you and I holding hands on the sofa and it hurts my heart when I curl up there alone.

I still smell your cologne in our old bedroom; and sometimes I imagine your clothes still scrunched up on the floor.

But the worst, the very worst, is when I roll over in the night still half asleep and reach for you only to find that you aren’t there. Because I wake up in a daze looking for you, and when I can’t find you I realise that you chose not to be here and you chose to let me walk the road of life without you. And life is full of choices but how I wish you’d chosen to face the world with me.

I wish you took me with you the night you left.

I don’t want to remember."
- The night you left. (via ashrenaef)

(via idgaf-ima-unicorn)

"And if you call me at 4 am, too sad to even say hello, I will listen to your silence until you fall asleep. If you need to cry I will not wipe your tears away because you are only human and sometimes tears are as close to laughter as you can get and that’s okay. If you get sleepy I will let you drool on my arm and I won’t laugh at you if you snore too loud. If you need to yell so hard that your voice cracks and your knees fail I will hold you up and yell with you. If you get so angry you punch your hands red I will ice your knuckles and tell you that wounds heal both inside and out, and just like the cold that is harsh and burning, I will always be the warmth to soothe you and make you feel better. I will love you."
- (via allmypeaceishippie)

(Source: lntroductions, via onlyjustabrokensmile)