i used to be against the whole “right person wrong time” idea until i met the right person at the wrong time in my life sadly i guess it's true
feeling the lover girl inside me slowly dying like a delicate flower that hasn’t been watered in months
i should've taken more pictures when i had you i should've given you more kisses and hugs whenever i could
don’t come back into my life fucking up my peace with your misery and insecurities just because you “miss me”
sometimes it's better to walk away from everything you ever wanted just to get everything you ever deserved






