thecatsbrokenheart

and I miss your smile, the one you used to have when I wasn't the things I am today

but I don't like fate, I don't like destiny. I like understanding. I hate these memories

you deserve to die, just shut your mouth and stop breathing and let the memories decide your fate

and the numbers wont stop repeating themselves in mantras inside my head and I just want everything to stop I just want it all to stop torturing me with memories that dont hold any color at all anymore

and god tonight was infinite, even though we didn't get to see the stars. its fine though, because your gaze held galaxies anyways xx

stop worrying so much, damn it

I think that you are. you've gotten more distant

because you're still indecisive aren't you?

because I mean, I understand and at the same time it's hard to hear you say the things you told me months and months ago and still smile and clench my teeth and pretend like it's okay that you talk for 45 minutes about how great she is but then never say a word about me

why did I even hope? why did I even give myself the poison that let me care?