August 2011
2 posts
Priorities.
Disappointments.
Heartbreaks.
Torture.
Death.
Love makes us all a little crazy sometimes..
It’s not true. It never does get any easier. Each time you walk through those doors, a little part of me dies inside. It breaks my heart, it really does. Only at the moment where i know it’d be the last i’ll get to feel you, that i realise you’re leaving again. There’s no way to make this any easier. No way at all.
You mean the world to me, and i cant believe...