I think about you all the time. Hell was looking at you knowing you’re not mine. You broke me and made me new But knowing I’m not the one you see makes me ache and blue. I made you my happiness and that’s where I went wrong. Because I put my heart in a place where it didn’t belong.
nothings worse than passing up an opportunity you know you would’ve enjoyed because of the fear of being judged
People who wear glasses: No.