Crys H

They said he understood he had harmed me and that's why– but I didn't need him to understand, I needed him to fight, to demonstrate that he cared. About me. About us.  
          I don't want him to be happy if it's not by my side. I don't want him to ever get over me. I hope that we will be together again. I want him to be only mine. 

am I truly that hard to love? 

I miss you 

Had he insisted maybe I'd-

You must not cry, love. Just know I live everyday with you on my mind, the thought of you keeping me company when I need it the most. I know we will be okay, we've faced multiple difficulties, and we've survived. And we will survive.

I'm tired of little things 

And I adore nostalgia like a royal dog, embracing the, oh, so lukewarm sensation. The truth is, artistically, I was at my best at fifteen, when I was depressed and wished to run away. When I was a lonely kid that let herself go deep into the abyss. 

And, darling, I will burn you down to the base.

I made my vow the moment I knew you were the one;

And I made you a paper ring, kind of long ago, I made one for myself too. I was expecting, though, that you would made one for me, and that it would be a vow. You didn't. But I made a vow, nonetheless. I will carry this til the day I die.