I never believed people when they said it hurt physically to have your heart broken . I now know what they mean, it hurts so bad, there's nothing that can make it feel better, and it feels like the end.
I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in peoples eyes when they realise they're in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up. I love .
Because I still have days that I break down and cry Jake. days where I don’t think I could love anyone else. days where I can actually feel the pain from losing you. I’m drowning, and you seem to be breathing better than ever