I need to clean my heart already from the person who has no right to be there anymore.
— 3 a.m. thoughts (via spillthehappiness)
I have lost and loved and won and cried myself to the person I am today.
— Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps (via wordsnquotes)
Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.
…and I know I speak as if we were in love, and this is some tragic ending but truthfully you were never mine and even though your words were so beautiful they were as empty as my chest and as repeated as a chorus from one of our favorite songs that I can no longer listen to because they sound a lot like you saying goodbye, and the day after the night I texted you and got no response I was told I looked nice and I laughed but they did not get the joke because they could not see the flowers that once grew so pretty from my heart and poked through the cracks in my ribs were now brown and dying as if fall came early and I know in time it will be spring and they can bloom again but right now it feels as if no oxygen is getting to my lungs because the tears keep coming and I’m choking up your name hoping that maybe it will change what’s happened but I know it won’t because your lips are wrapped around the words I never loved you and mine are still speaking I love you so I love you so.
— I’m a mess of words that once had meaning; B.B. (via st-llar)