i may be a little awkward and clumsy,
and perhaps even a little deluded;
but when you see me standing there,
looking lost in the distance, just know that
i am thinking of you.
“I can’t bring myself to look into the eyes that saw everything I was and decided it wasn’t enough,”
15:00 - I was never enough, was I? (moondustanddreams)
you know what fucking hurts? feeling someone slowly lose interest in you. they don’t ask how your day was, or what you’re doing. they don’t show much interest in conversation. it’s like they’re just slowly backing out of your life and there’s nothing you can do but keep smiling politely and pretend that you don’t notice.
—
i must have loved you in other lives
because when i see you
it feels like coming home.
no one makes me feel
more myself than you.
when my hand is in yours
it’s familiar and safe,
like i’ve known your soul
since the beginning of time,
through all the lives i’ve lived.
maybe that’s why
my love for you is infinite.
It sucks.
Being so close,
But knowing,
I can’t.
Can’t kiss you.
Can’t hold your hands.
Can’t just hold you.
It feels like I’m holding my breath.
Waiting.
But waiting for what?
I guess that’s the question.
This edit is just so beautiful y'all i cried.
the credit belongs to the rightful owner : https://twitter.com/louewts/status/949688987559612417?s=09
if some of you wondering, the song called Him by Sam Smith : https://open.spotify.com/track/3AFPGvRzeKeNJbIbLwcz4G?si=KhZ4Ad18Q4-vAnzcjv_8Jw
enjoy.
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