there will come a day where i cannot reblog this
I want to see something, Reblog if you’re older than 13 and younger than 25.
I still have 5 years to reblog this.
I know from the first time
The way your eyes spark
The way your lips smiles
The way you laugh at my jokes
Soon..
They’re going to consume me
And
You’re going to wrap your arms around me
With my hands around your neck
But I realize as soon as I fell for you
I know one day
There would be a day
when I drunk text you
Telling how much I love you
Without any answer from you..
-A.G
i want to run as far from you as possible–
away from the fear and the hurt,
the confusion and misunderstandings.
i want to run until there is not a
breath left in my lungs, until I am
as far from you as I am from
ever being whole again.
the thought of you makes me want to
run even further in the other direction,
but it seems no matter how far i run,
i’ll always find myself
straight back
in your arms.
e.m.b (via poeticallyordinary)

