missinyouiskillingme:

“One day you’re going to remember me and how much I loved you… then you’re gonna hate yourself for letting me go.”

Aubrey Drake Graham

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missinyouiskillingme:

I’ve wished so many times for you to reach out to me. For you to write to me, expressing that you’ve missed me too. That you’ve often thought of me, recalling everything we’ve experienced and endured together. And even today, there’s nothing I long for more. I still miss you.

r.r.

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missinyouiskillingme:

missinyouiskillingme:

What if I never forget you? What if, all my life, when I meet someone new, I can never fall for them because they aren’t you?

my biggest concern

yourfaithandcourage:

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1 Corinthians 2:9

missinyouiskillingme:

„You’ll get over it…“ It’s the cliches that cause the trouble. To lose someone you love is to alter your life for ever. You don’t get over it because ‘it’ is the person you loved. The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never closes. How could it? The particularness of someone who mattered enough to greive over is not made anodyne by death. This hole in my heart is in the shape of you and no-one else can fit it. Why would I want them to?

Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body

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missinyouiskillingme:

missinyouiskillingme:

You aren’t just someone I loved back then. You were my best friend, my best self, and I can’t imagine giving that up again. You might not understand, but I gave you the best of me, and after you left, nothing was ever the same.

— Nicholas Sparks, The Best Of Me

and after you left, nothing was ever the same.

missinyouiskillingme:

I feel like a part of my soul has loved you since the beginning of everything. Maybe we’re from the same star.

Emery Allen

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missinyouiskillingme:

missinyouiskillingme:

maybe you weren’t the one for me but deep down I wanted you to be

I’m hoping that you’ll come back to me

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missinyouiskillingme:

I’ve wished so many times for you to reach out to me. For you to write to me, expressing that you’ve missed me too. That you’ve often thought of me, recalling everything we’ve experienced and endured together. And even today, there’s nothing I long for more. I still miss you.

r.r.

baby-girl-aaron-dessner:

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question…? / illicit affairs / out of the woods

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remanence-of-love:

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haelxtii:

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