"and oh, this too shall pass. this loneliness won't last for long. so when you hear my voice, when you say my name, may it never give you pain. i don't wanna go, but it's time to leave. you'll be on my mind, my destiny. and there was a time when I stood in line for love, for love, for love. but I let you go, oh, I let you go. and he fell apart
with his broken heart, and this blood, this blood, this blood. oh, it drains from my skin, it does."
~ gale song, the lumineers
One day he’ll have his arm around your shoulder, his lips on yours, his hand on your thigh and you’ll feel so goddamn alive and the next he’ll be tearing your hopes to pieces, your head will be spinning, his hands won’t be there to hold anymore and you’ll feel like you want to die and to be honest, I’m not really sure what to say after this because I’ve never completely gotten over the second part.. -my feels
He’ll grab your waist and whisper in your ear but six months later you’ll find yourself drunk texting him that you miss him and he won’t respond. -(via lulu-a)
He will brush against your thigh and pretend that he didn’t, and he’ll look you in the eyes and tell you he likes them. He will take the band out of your ponytail because he likes your hair long, he will let you listen to his favourite song and it will get stuck in your head. He will kiss your lips until they are numb and he will hold your hands until they go numb too. Don’t watch the sunset with him, because you won’t be able to watch it again without missing the smell of his cologne. Don’t make him call you by your nickname, because afterwards you won’t be able to hear it. Your heart will be heavy and so will your head but just remember you were beautiful before he said so. -Jordyn McFerran - “Him” (via desc-end)