You once told me how much you loved the stars and that night, I remember memorizing every cosmic entity because I wanted to emulate light that could contend the sun and trace the little moles on your body into constellations and delve into the dips of your collarbones like caressing the curve of the moon.

On the day you left, I finally realized that I was no fucking astronomer, but I knew stars were dead and black holes existed. Because, to you, I was never worthy of becoming your galaxy.

And how unfair is that? Because you were my whole fucking universe. (via callmeinfinite)

I tell myself it doesn’t matter.
I tell myself I don’t care.
I tell myself that I’m okay.

I almost believe it.

But everytime I think of you,
My chest falls.
I suffocate.
Everytime I think of you,
My fingers curl up.
Tears prick my eyes.
And everytime I see you,
My heart speeds up.
I cant make eye contact.

Because you ruined me.

And I know that it matters.
I know that I care.
I know that I’m not okay.

I am nothing.
Nothing to you.
Nothing to me.

S. G. (Prettyfuckingdone)

You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place. Like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again.

Azar Nafisi 

Everything you love is here

(via lovequotesrus)