Midnxght Dreams

Our kisses were filled with bliss, but now it is only something I will miss.

If they miss you, they’ll call. If they want you, they’ll say it. If they care, they’ll show it. And if not, they aren’t worth your time.

When you love someone… truly love them, friend or lover, you lay your heart open to them. You give them a part of yourself that you give to no one else, and you let them inside a part of you that only they can hurt—you literally hand them the razor with a map of where to cut deepest and most painfully on your heart and soul. And when they do strike, it’s crippling—like having your heart carved out. It leaves you naked and exposed, wondering what you did to make them want to hurt you so badly when all you did was love them. What is so wrong with you that no one can keep faith with you? That no one can love you? To have it happen once is bad enough… but to have it repeated? Who in their right mind would not be terrified of that?

Sometimes someone says something really small and it just fits right into this empty space in your heart.

You’ve tied knots in my heart and you don’t get to come back when I’ve detangled them

I want that ‘have you seen the way he looks at her’ kind of love.

The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.