Random thoughts are random. So am I.
Nothing can bring me down.
I won't lift my feet off the ground.
Remember that day? The one where you told me to stop depending on you? Then 3 days after you told me you wish I’m with you.
Yeah, you’re that kind of an asshole.
C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves (via feellng)
You thought this all through. How you slowly fade away but still managed to take care of me. It’s been 5 years and I can still feel you so close.
Hug me tight tonight as I go to sleep. I just want to feel that I’m not alone in this. Make me feel that there is still someone who hasn’t gave up on me.
I miss you. I miss you. I miss you my dear Angel.