23 5 / 2012
I miss those moments.
I miss your comforting voice,
The way you would say “Oh god, honey, are you okay?”
The way you said it, was heartbreakingly sincere. Every time I heard it, I felt like I was home.
And how you’d say “Don’t look like that, I hate it when you look like that.”
Because you make me want to cheer up immediately. And I would.
And when you’d say, “I wish there was something I could do. Isn’t there anything I can do?”
Because you make me feel loved.
But even when you didn’t, you dropped everything, drove over, and held me till I felt better.
You were scared for me, worried that I’d break.
You made me feel like that all of it was just right. Exactly what it was supposed to be. Like you understood me.
No one, cared for me as much as you did.
No one, would do the things you did.
No one, ever made me feel the things you made me feel.
No one, made me more safe, more assured, more loved, than you ever did.
No one, made me feel safe enough to be able to give my trust, and pour my soul out.
No one ever came close.
I never thought anyone could contain me, emotionally, till I met you.
I need you, now, more than ever.
But the suckiest part of it all? I can’t tell you anything.
I wish I could.
I cried thinking about this last night.
Wondering if I could call you, and tell you everything.
‘Cos I desperately needed your support.
Pathetic, I know.
But after all that’s happened, I’m scared.
I’m fucking scared.
But you know, you’ve always had a way to make everything alright.
You brought me strength more than anyone else could.
Ultimately, I think you became, and always will be, my greatest weakness.
I miss you. I miss you. I miss you.
And heaven knows that there’s nothing I can do about it.
22 5 / 2012
I don’t even dress this well when I’m on a regular date. @thecombatbaby (Taken with instagram)
22 5 / 2012
Got glitter on my nails. Looks like I’m pulling out all the stops for tomorrow. ;) (Taken with instagram)
