You return like autumn, and I fall every time



Love doesn’t save you 

It doesn’t save you from all the broken hearts and the heart aches

Instead it brings out all your demons 

and it makes you wonder how you were so foolish to even think for a second that he might have been the one 

I think when you love someone this hard, it never really goes away. It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s that I do. 

Flower pots

I love every part of you;

even the parts of you that you deem imperfect and hollow,

for I will continue to water the flowers that I have planted there 

for them to ever grow