Stan Your Man ♡ Sill

notebook entry thirteen:

today my heart sunk when your lips that usually had my eyes staring, spoke poison. when you told me you didn't want the guys to think of you differently i told you they wouldn't. i said no matter what, you had me bill. and you began to tear up. suddenly my throat became itchy and dry. i hated seeing you cry. i guess i didn't make you as happy as you make me. that's fine. i left. that's what you wanted anyways. my eyes will no longer be able to stare longingly at the lips that used to stutter my name as i kissed your cheek. my eyes will no longer be filled with happiness at the sight of you.
-sincerely, stan your man ♡