to the boy who doesn't realize -
I don't think I need you anymore.
I don't love you like the waves need the water to base their existence on, and I definitely don't love you like i used to.
Not like that. I don't think I love you, because I can't even love myself.
- her

YOU ARE READING
- her (editing)
Historia Cortashe loved you, the way the stars miss the sun in the twilight. endlessly. - her