I fell in love with you like the way you dive into the water. Fast falling and short-lived. I had to come up for air eventually.
— missing the sea of you (via letters-to-the-sea)
you always were my lifeboat for the rough seas
but it’s three a.m and i can’t keep my head above water anymore
if you love me come and save me
i can’t do this alone
— (via andiwentupinflames)
Johnny Cash said love would burn but who could’ve thought it would eventually reduce me to ashes.
— Ten words story: I should’ve known better. (via maisjetaime)
He left me on Sunday morning in the shower,
cold and wet. He left me like a paper bag, like
the sky, like an empty bottle of champagne in
the dining room. I thought I was fine but then
the radio played the first song I ever heard
in his car and I lost myself all over again.
Now I often find myself wondering why
nobody ever told me that when he left,
I wasn’t losing him,
I was losing me.
— Kaylie R. Brisbourne, don’t drown yourself trying to breathe under water (via some-blue-eyed-metaphor)
There is a heaviness in my heart where you’re concerned. And it’s such a contrast to how light it felt back when you used to love me.
— (via letters-to-the-sea)