I was the ocean and she was the moon; pulling me in and pushing me away.
Annie Munro, you and i are somewhere between the tides (via wingedpiglets)
I was the ocean and she was the moon; pulling me in and pushing me away.
‘i love you’ is just a verbal expression of an emotion. it is not a promise that they will not hurt you. it is not a promise that they will love you forever. it is not a promise that they will never leave. it is not a promise of anything.

do not ignore what
little love is given to you for free, my
dear.
you can’t just
store me in your kitchen pantry
with your non-perishables.
i am flesh and hollow bone and
i am rotting from the inside out.
if you do not make use of me soon,
i will be gone from here: when the wind blows
through your open windows, i will be
dust on another man’s bookshelf.