⚔️CrownofThorns⚔️

“I don’t miss you anymore but sometimes I wonder if you still think of me, 
          And I don’t wann turn back time anymore but I do miss when I thought that I was loved.” —Delaney 

I met you somewhere on this site, I have no idea when or why. But may as well say hello again. 
          I probably simply met you in a comment section for a book I loved and decided to follow you since I ran across your name a lot, so I'm sure that if I'm following you we must of had an interesting conversation at some point.

Wow is anyone still here lmao crazy 

I’ve been thinking about letters recently. Sappy, soppy, long winded love letters scrawled in beautifully hand written ink. No one writes love letters anymore, especially not the ones that go on for pages and pages. 
          
          What an amazing thing it would be—to have a love letter. 

You’re still my favorite person. 

Happy Easter everyone 

I miss you. 

I have had one epic love in my life and I don’t think I’ll ever love anyone the same again. 
          
          

You aint mad at me now?

I'm so glad you made time to see me
          How's life, tell me how's your family?
          I haven't seen them in a while
          You've been good, busier then ever
          We small talk, work and the weather
          Your guard is up and I know why
          Because the last time you saw me
          Is still burned in the back of your mind
          You gave me roses and I left them there to die
          So this is me swallowing my pride
          Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night
          And I go back to December all the time
          It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
          Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
          I'd go back to December, turn around and make it all right
          I go back to December all the time
          These days I haven't been sleeping
          Staying up playing back myself leaving
          When your birthday passed and I didn't call
          And I think about summer, all the beautiful times
          I watched you laughing from the passenger side
          And realized I'd loved you in the fall
          And then the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind
          You gave me all your love and all I gave you was goodbye
          So this is me swallowing my pride
          Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night
          And I go back to December all the time
          It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
          Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
          I'd go back to December turn around and change my own mind
          I go back to December all the time