She wasn’t used to all the attention. So when she felt she was safe to open up, she felt like she was suffocating those around her. And when she felt that she did enough damage, she became quiet. A ghost of herself, to scared to keep talking in fear of losing the ones she became so attached to.
I'm the girl. I'm the ghost.
"I guess we were in the same story, but not on the same page."
- 2 A.M. Thoughts (via. Wounded-writing)
I still fake my smiles, but around you I feel as if I don’t need to.
My wounds start to heal around you
You make waking up something to be excited about. Because waking up means I get to see you again.
My reason to live #1
I look at you and can't help but fall in love with you all over again.
I'm yours now and forever
"Everything I let go of to forget you came back the second you said 'hey'."
-2 A.M. Thoughts (via. Wounded-Writing)
The butterflies in my stomach always seem to come out when I see your name on my phone.
2 A.M. Thoughts
"It's 2 in the morning and I wish you here. Stupid right..."
- 2 AM Thoughts (via. Wounded-writing)
You make me feel better even when everything in this world is wrong. Because you are my only right.
When you hug me
Maybe it was just the lighting with the trees and the half hidden sun, but I swear, you are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. And you wanted to sit next to me. Unbelievable.
Inside the Artist #3
Why me? Why now? Why this? Why me? Out of all the other girls who would pay to have you attention for even a minute you chose me, someone who never came to you to seek any. I’ve admired you for a while but you never felt the same way, so why now? I have so many questions in my mind about why you have taken an interest in me, but I won’t get a straight answer even if I asked. So I’ll wait until we get close to ask. But before we do anything…. Why this?
I don't know what to think