I don’t chase people anymore. I learned that I’m here, and I’m important. I’m not going to run after people to prove that I matter.
If you love someone, you tell them. Even if you’re scared that it’s not the right thing. Even if you’re scared that it’ll cause problems. Even if you’re scared that it will burn your life to the ground, you say it, and you say it loud and you go from there.
I want a clingy partner. Someone who would spam my inbox with “where are you’s” and “are you okay’s” whenever I forget to message him. Someone who easily gets jealous with all the boys I talk to and hang out with. Someone who would give me curfews because he doesn’t want me to be out late at night. Someone who would beg me to stay when I threaten to leave. Someone who would run after me when I start to walk away. Someone who is willing to do things for me without me telling him to just because he wants me to be happy. Someone who would tell me how much he loves me and how much he is willing to give up and do for me every time I feel like letting go. Someone who has more faith in me than anybody else. Someone who won’t ever give up on me even if I am close to doing so.
I know you’re gone. I know you’ve moved on. I know we’ll never share another sleepy morning or midday lunch. But at 2am, when I’m alone, I shut my eyes and think of you, and here we’re still together.
Beau Taplin || The last remaining hour. (via afadthatlastsforever)
this made me cry aw.(via piapaduaxx)
If they don’t need you, it’s okay. You don’t live for other people.
I choose you. And I’ll choose you, over and over and over. Without pause, without a doubt, in a heartbeat. I’ll keep choosing you.