The thing is, I want to tear you to pieces. I want to be mad at you. You tore me apart without even realizing it. You shattered my hopes and dreams. You crushed my soul. But when I see that careless smile of yours, or hear your laugh, I can only remember the good times. The times when you cared about me and would do anything for me. The times when I was the only girl you thought about. It would be so much easier if I could be mad at you, and not myself.
- Excerpt from a book I will never write #26
YOU ARE READING
for him. ✔
RandomFor all the boys I've been called 'Him.' These are poems and quotes from my fave writer to represent my feelings. For you.
