Off my mind




Tu me suis ?

i hope i’ll see your face again, touch your arms and feel your kisses.

night.

"C’est toi, et ce sera toujours toi. Je ne saurais probablement jamais expliquer pourquoi c’est comme ça, mais c’est comme ça, et puis c’est tout."
(via fifthjunetwothousandandthirteen)

jepensedonctulis:

Mon corps te réclame à ses côtés. Il se plaint de ton absence et réclame tes caresses. Je te veux, je te veux, chaque nuit un peu plus fort.

(via embrasement)

I drove by all the places we used to hang out getting wasted. I thought about our last kiss, how it felt the way you tasted. Are you somewhere feeling lonely even though she’s right beside you? When she says those words that hurt you, do you read the ones I wrote you? Sometimes I start to wonder, was it just a lie? If what we had was real, how could you be fine? Cause I’m not fine at all. I remember the day you told me you were leaving. I remember the make-up running down my face. And the dreams you left behind you didn’t need them, like every single wish we ever made. I wish that I could wake up with amnesia, and forget about the stupid little things like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you, and the memories I never can escape. The pictures that you sent me they’re still living in my phone, I’ll admit I like to see them, I’ll admit I feel alone.
It hurts to know you’re happy, it hurts that you’ve moved on, It’s hard to hear your name when I haven’t seen you in so long. It’s like we never happened. If today I woke up with you right beside me like all of this was just some twisted dream, I’d hold you closer than I ever did before and you’d never slip away.
"Les mots comptent. Les mots construisent et détruisent. Les mots restent."
Douglas Kennedy

(via embrasement)

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