have you ever just looked at someone and thought, my fucking god i adore you. i adore every goddamn ounce. i adore your bones and your soul. but I’m a loser, who just doesn’t wanna lose you. i can lose fucking everything, but not you. oh god. not you.
That’s the problem with putting others first; you’ve taught them you come second.
You need someone who goes out of their way to make it obvious that they want you in their life.
It’s not fucking fair because in the end I’m always going to be here no matter how many times you’ve left me alone